Chapter 162 Her Blame

• Kade POV
• Regret clings to me, thick and suffocating. I should’ve stayed. I should’ve let Rook pull me back instead of running, instead of chasing something reckless, something worse. I knew he could’ve helped, could’ve forced me to stop, to listen, to let go of whatever the fuck is wrong with me. But I ran because I wanted to lose control. I wanted to kill someone again, or I wanted to be forced, to be pushed so far past my own limits that I had no choice but to give in.
• I breathe out sharply, dragging the towel through my damp hair before tossing it onto the bathroom counter. It doesn’t change anything. Doesn’t clear my head. The weight is still there, pressing down on me, coiling tight in my chest.