Chapter 47 The Secret He Can't Bury

• The evening sky was smeared with grey clouds, and the light drizzle that tapped against the windows gave Regan’s apartment a haunting silence. He sat on the edge of his couch, elbows on his knees, eyes staring blankly at the floor. The confrontation with Zara played in loops in his mind—her eyes, the betrayal in her voice, and the way she’d walked out without giving him a chance to explain.
• But what was there to explain, really?
• He heard the door click open.