Chapter 44
- ZEVRAN ILVANE POV
- Vesper's gaze was pinned straight ahead, her hands clenched tight on her thigh, her eyes swollen and her cheeks rosy.
- My heart trembled, waves of guilt washing over me as I glimpsed the dark bruise around her throat, the memory of how rough and how close I had been to killing her replaying endlessly in my head, until I felt like I was going to lose my mind.