Chapter 195

Remington’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet Lizetta’s heart felt like it had been sucker–punched, stirring up a storm of sour, swelling pain.

She just stared at the guy in front of her, her eyes uncontrollably misting over She waarmed to turn her head away, not wanting to show him her fragile side

But Remington’s hand, which had been pinching her chin, shifted to cradle her face, not letting her dodge the moment.

Tears rolled down Lizetta’s cheeks, one by one, splashing onto the maris knuckles, sinking into the palm of his hand.

“Hey, don’t cry. Sorry, it’s all my fault.”

Her tears were warm, but to Remington, they felt scalding, as though each one was searing his heart.

He thought back to the video Fiona had sent him on his way back. The video cactured the chaotic scene by the pool.

He saw that after he left with Evelina in his arms, the pool remained earity quiet and Lizetta didn’t come up for air on her own.

pale at the time, her eyes tightly shut,

laid her flat and performed emergency

vacant, truly the eyes of someone who

have died right in front of him. And

the whole video, quickly snuffing out his phone’s screen, not

in to save her – if she had sunk to the bottom of the pool forever.

of panic and fear like never before, wishing he could stab himself. And now, at the sight of Lizetta’s involuntary

if she were made of fragile glass. But the

around the softly trembling Lizetta, holding her

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her into his body to ease

gentle kiss on her, and cooed in a softened voice like when he used to comfort her as a child.

it’s all my stupid fault. I didn’t realize you were drowning. I thought you were a good swimmer, that you’d be fine, but

made you feel cold inside, right? Don’t cry; how about you hit

in Remington’s arms, her tears soaking his chest. She couldn’t believe

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