Chapter 13

It wasn't until the next morning that Bryce finally woke up. The moment he moved, pain shot through his entire body, making every muscle ache. Yelena was resting right beside him. When she noticed he was awake, her face brightened with relief. "Bryce, you're finally awake! I've been so worried about you. Are you still hurting anywhere?" She looked concerned, but Bryce felt only bitter irony as he turned his head away. He didn't want to look at her or say anything in response. Seeing his coldness, Yelena's eyes grew misty, and her voice took on a trembling, almost pleading tone as she reached out to hold his hand. "I'm sorry, Bryce. I know you hate me, but I really had no choice. I had to say those things. "I've always just been the Daltons' adopted daughter. If I ever made a mistake, Dad would have thrown me out right away, but you're different. When you made a mistake, Dad only hit you. He never said a word about kicking you out. "Bryce, after you passed out, Dad immediately st