Chapter 125 Loveless
- Chris
- Despite everything—despite the search party, the dead Omega girl, the ball, the bachelorettes—I couldn’t seem to get Degas’s proposal out of my head. It kept swirling around in my mind like a dark storm cloud, taunting me relentlessly. It slipped into my dreams, left my head spinning, made me feel sick.
- I could still hear his voice when he had said it that night in front of the fire…