Chapter 101

Giselle stared blankly at Donovan's tall, cold silhouette. It took her a long moment to gather her thoughts before she finally spoke, her voice low and strained. "I'm sorry. I admit it was my fault. I hurt him. I hope you can forgive me. I didn't think things would end up like this. I'm just as devastated as you are." "Enough." He tilted his head back and took a deep breath. Though his heart was drowning in pain, not a single emotion showed on his face. In the ten hours since it had happened, he had endured the worst psychological torment of his life. He'd smoked through two full packs of cigarettes, his mind spiraling with thoughts and decisions he hadn't been ready to face—until now. "This has nothing to do with you. Leave," he said, his tone seemingly calm. "I'll just wait here. I won't be able to sleep even if I go home." "I said leave!" he snapped, his voice suddenly louder, with a clear note of anger. Giselle stared at him for a long time, wanting to say something more, but