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Chapter 152

Cephus' POV

My eyes pop open as I stare at her face. She feels sorry for me. She sees me as that young boy who lost his mom, who lost everything, and that’s not what I want. I don’t want pity for what I have done or gone through.

“I don’t want your pity, Katie. I don’t want you to tell me what I can and can’t do, what will work and won’t work. We all have our own ways of working through things, and I get by just fine with what I do…” My voice is so full of anger that I have to clench my hands from lashing out at her.

Why does what she says bother me so fucking much? Because she’s right, my mind whispers to me, which just makes me angrier, of course.

Her mouth parts, and it looks as if she is going to say something. Then she closes it, only to open it again. “I don’t feel sorry for you. That’s the last fucking thing I feel for you.

The blood on your hands is because of you, and there isn’t any type of pity or saying sorry that can make that shit go away. I just know what i
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