Chapter 98

• A lump formed in Dahlia's throat, and she instinctively recoiled from his touch, struggling to grasp the reality of his words. "You killed her!" she exclaimed, disbelief lacing her voice. "What is wrong with you?"
• "She was ill," he replied, his tone devoid of remorse.
• "Like you aren't," she retorted, moving further away and getting off the bed. "Like I'm not. Like everyone isn't. That doesn't give you the right to take someone's life. She was an innocent person, Xavier!" A chill washed over her as anger coursed through her veins.