Chapter 602

• Falcon sat back down at the kitchen table, and I could feel the empathy rolling off him. I hated the pity, but strangely enough, coming from him, I appreciated it. He was one of the few people who knew exactly what was going on in my house. I knew Levi knew as well, but he’d never talk to Kiran about it. He wouldn’t interfere unless I asked for his help.
• “I don’t know what to tell you, man, but I think this is much more than just depression,” Falcon said.
• “I tend to agree with you. I don’t know if this is pent up rage from Gunnar and James’ deaths, but some days, I can almost taste the hate she has for me. I feel unwelcome in our house, in her life, in her space, and honestly, Falcon, I dread coming home at night,” I said, honestly.