Chapter 53

Caspian Storm

The blood on my knuckles was already drying, crusting over my skin like rusted iron. It should've stung. It didn't. Not as much as the way Olivia had looked at me, wide-eyed, not with love, but fear.

She was already in our room when I came in. Not pacing, not crying, just sitting...

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