Chapter 20

Sheila's point of view

I was left alone in my chamber, crippling to the floor. The door suddenly clicked open, I lifted my head up to find Morgan at the door. The tears that I had imprisoned rushed out forcefully, before I could stop myself, I was up on my feet racing to him. Instantly falling into his arms.

Morgan engulfed me, his hands holding me firmly, as more tears escaped my eyes.

When I got much control of my emotions, my blue eyes pulled to meet him.

"I really didn't do it…" I counted my words, hoping someone at least believes me.

Morgan remained silent, his silence shattering my heart. He was the only one I had hope in.

Quietly, he led me to my bed. I was seated and Morgan crouched before me. His bright emerald green irises were indecipherable just like his brother.

Morgan picked my trembling hands in his, holding my stare seriously. "Tell me everything that happened," he said, pausing. "Every single detail Sheila."

I held onto his hands like I was holding on to my life. I re