Thirty-one

Andreas’s POV

How had I not known?

She feared horses to the point of hurting herself, after dragging her out of her and watching her shake out of control. Now she zoned out all pale and looking so small.

A quick talk with her brother revealed the truth. An untrained horse had thrown both her and her mother off and had stepped on leg her and dragged her mother until a peon had been able to cut her free and her. Legs broken, ribs and open skull. Seven-year-old Rebecca had stayed in the hospital for days not knowing her mother’s brain had swollen so much that it had simply stopped working and died in a matter of 48 hours.

It was a known story in town.

I had heard about something like that but never dream that little girl had been his Rebecca.

I had failed to protect her.

Fuck, looking at her gazing lost in the distance made me feel like trash. So, I knew I had to do it. My dick had to wait; this was not for excitement. It felt so wrong to think how he had planned, how smooth the