Chapter 229

The sky outside was just like Cillian's mood, dark, confused and in desperate need to let it all out. Although he did not cry like the clouds, his insides weighed heavy, his heart twisted and his head felt like his mind had witnessed one too many things for his brain to comprehend. The betrayal still lingered fresh in his mind, Regina's words, expression and unstable way of reason burned hot in the back of his mind like a dream he wished desperately to wake up from.. Bellatrix's case was no different. Except, it had far more effect on him. Thinking back to it as he stood in front of his office window, sixth cup of alcohol in his hand, made his heart twist in an excruciating way, unleashing so much pain on his chest that for the first time, he felt the need to crumble to his knees, to breathe without that burning, needle like sensation in his lungs. But he knew that was wishful thinking. This was the prize he was paying for his stupidity. Downing the content of his glass, he swallowed h