Chapter 49
- DARRAGH'S POV
- The road blurred in front of me. My hands gripped the steering wheel a little too tight, knuckles pale. I should've been thinking about how warm Ciara's kiss had felt. The way she looked at me right before she stepped out of the car. But all I could think about was the lie.
- I had told her she was the one who died. That her daughter... Erin... wasn't part of that bloodbath.