William’s POV:My mind was reeling and I could hardly think straight. I was hardly even aware that this hell I was going through was simply just a dream. I had to admit it: after she had disappeared, I never forgot Sophia. I could still vividly remember the sense of joy I felt at meeting her again
Caroline’s POV:William even swallowed nervously when I spoke my question. It was just a simple request, and yet he was acting like it was impossible to answer. His mouth opened and closed several times, but he couldn’t form a complete sentence. It was a pitiful sight, and my patience was quickly we
Caroline’s POV:My questions may have seemed harsh, but I was rightfully angry. And yet, he had the gall to act like he was also the innocent one in this whole ordeal. My father was currently in a coma, at risk of permanently being in a vegetative state for the rest of his life, and William dared to
Caroline’s POV:I hadn’t expected William to drop something so heavy in one breath. “Caroline, you have to believe me,” he said, almost like a beg. I noticed there was a slight tremble in his voice, caused by the panic he was experiencing at the prospect of my leaving.I was too caught up with what
Caroline’s POV:What the hell was William even talking about? He had the audacity to act as if he could bring Daniel back. His foolish words alone made me want to seethe with anger.Couldn’t he see that my words were out of anger? Did he honestly think that I would believe that he would do the impos
Caroline’s POV:With questions lingering in my head, I left William to find a place to be alone. When I went downstairs, I heard little giggles coming from the living room. I peered in curiously to see Gerald and George.Gerald was entertaining George with a little baby rattle, and by all means, the
Caroline’s POV:With George cradled in my arms, I rushed to the bedroom, where I came face to face with a bloody scene. William was sitting up against the dresser, breathing heavily. Along his arms were several gashes of varying lengths and a fairly deep one on his wrist, clearly made by the bloody
Caroline’s POV:William’s hopeful gaze made me feel uneasy. In an instant, things had become even more complicated, and now he was yet again vying for my forgiveness. What was I even supposed to say to him? It felt like the answer wouldn’t matter in the end. We’ve come too far to forget the beginnin