Chapter 43

Arabella's POV

I laid on my. bed, tossing and turning around trying to forget everything but I was unable to forget his words. Each time I moved, Williams' words echoed louder in my mind, bringing fresh tears. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart, over and over again and each time it was ripped apart it stinged more, the pain was too much to bear. It had been five good years that had passed since my brother died, and when I had just thought I had finally found a way to live with it, to live with this guilt. But now, Williams' accusations had to ruin the efforts I had put in to live with this guilt, it had opened wounds again.

"You bloody murderer." Those three words played over and over in my mind, stinging each time it echoed in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about what Williams said. He blamed me for my brother's death. He said I killed Ryder. I had blamed myself so many times for his death, so many times that I was the reason he never got to enjoy the life he fought