Adrian
Seeing Chloe in the gardens had calmed me down more than anything else had since I'd stopped her from tumbling over the edge. The sunlight had danced off her auburn hair, setting it on fire. It'd been bewitching, and I’d taken a moment just to observe her before I approached.
"Don't kill your brother," Father sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.
"I'll try my best, but I make no promises. He royally f****d up, and you know it. He could have killed her!" I hissed, my white-hot anger making my words sharp.
"That he did." Father shook his head. "I have no idea why he'd thought this would be okay."
“He’s an i***t, that’s why,” I hissed. I wasn’t inclined to forgive my brother; I’d only just managed to pull Chloe back before she’d tumbled over to her death. If I’d been even one seco
