Chapter 133

Logan’s POV

I stormed up to my room and slammed the door shut, making the house tremble slightly.

“Arrrrghhh!”

I picked up a pen from the table and hurled it at the wall with all my strength and I watched it shatter into tiny pieces.

I was heaving in anger. He killed her. My sister’s blood was on his hands. He was the reason that she died and now he thought that he could just walk in here and act like everything was normal and think that he can just help because it helped him fix the mistake.

I snarled and my eyes caught the picture on the wall. The picture of him, Chelsea and I. I grabbed it in anger and my hands shook in rage as I held it. I raised the picture in it’s glass frame and was about to drop it on the ground but suddenly there was a knock at the door.

I stopped and turned my head and watched the handle turn slowly.

“Logan?”

I sighed and lowered my hands. It was Hazel. She looked at me in terror and her eyes swept across the room and saw the fragments of the shattered pen o