Chapter 223
- Joaquin Latham’s vision went black. He almost lost his footing, fist clutching the front of his shirt, and another mouthful of blood clawed up his throat.
- Was that Zayla Steele?
- “I don’t believe it... I don’t believe it...” Joaquin staggered over and stopped in front of Zayla. For a second, it felt like his heart just quit on him.