Chapter 98 Darkness Drew Near
- Edith's POV:
- "Not to touch you?" he scoffed, his voice low and mocking. "You hate my touch that much now? Funny... because I remember you begging for it right after your dear brother’s funeral."
- I froze. My body went rigid, breath caught in my throat. He still had the audacity to bring that up. To twist the past and throw it in my face to make me feel guilty.