FENRYS' POV
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I've ever only hated one person. Just one. But now...now I hate two. That b***h, and myself. I hate myself because I'm the reason for that look on Briar's face. I'm the reason she looked at me with betrayal and anger, or should I rather call it fury? I don't know what to call it, but it broke something inside of me. Her eyes were filled with shock, but it shifted to hatred, and her scream...Fuck, I think I'll be having nightmares about that tonight.
I've been sitting on the top of the stairs to the basement, head hung low, hands gripping my hair while listening to her sob and sniff, and then sob again-- and every little tortured sound coming from her has carved out more and more of my heart.
'Let her go.' Helion offers the suggestion like it's a possibility, but I can'
