Chapter 37

• Adam
• Adam twisted to his sister, his lips thinning. His nostrils started flaring.
• “No... Don't bother, Amely. I'm fine. I've been living with these memories for months, and I've survived. Nothing will change if we admit the truth! Marcus... and I are guilty about all of this. It's all our fault.” His eyes turned down and his teeth ground. The pain in his chest multiplied and infected his whole body with misery and regret. That was why he couldn't trust people anymore. He couldn't let anybody inside. Adam slid his gaze to Monica, and something pounded in his chest when he saw the broken expression on her face. Was it his heart? Did it even exist anymore?