Chapter 187

Steve's smile instantly froze. He looked at me, thrown off. "Why are you asking about that?"

"I just want to visit," I said.

He studied me for a moment, a mix of confusion and concern in his eyes.

I didn't explain further or mention that Jace had been involved in Desmond's death. I was sure Steve had no idea—if he did, he would've cut Jace off a long time ago.

"Did something happen?" Steve asked, his voice tinged with worry.

I didn't answer directly. "Just take me there."

Seeing that I wasn't going to explain more, Steve sighed and nodded. He agreed to take me to Desmond's grave, though I could tell he was still wary.

When we got to the cemetery, we saw Desmond's parents standing by his grave. Even from a distance, we could hear his mom's heart-wrenching sobs, mixed with angry curses.

I couldn't make out who she was cursing, but I could guess—Tanya.

It didn't feel right to approach them, so Steve and I hung back, waiting until they left.

As they walked past us, Desmond's dad