chapter one hundred and thirty-two

Ethan POV

"You should forget about this idea of taking down Mitchell," Caitlin says, throwing herself into the chair and spinning it around.

"And why should I do that?"

"You already have everything, Ethan. I don't understand this obsession with Tyler."

"You. You're one of the reasons," I reply sharply.

"Why dwell on something that happened years ago? We were both young."

"He abandoned you, Caitlin."

"And I've already moved on, little brother! You should do the same. Caroline is already dead; you've had your personal revenge. Enough with the deaths."

"I don't want to kill Tyler, I just want to take everything from him," I shrug.

"You need help."

I laugh.

"No, Ethan. I'm serious, you really need help."

"When are you going back to Canada?"

"Are you kicking me out already? I want to spend more time with my nephew," she pauses, "I should kill you for almost killing a child."

"He's not your nephew."

"I couldn't care less about that, you idiot. He's an innocent child, and now, thanks to you,