#Chapter 201: Grief and Promises

Sarah POV I sat in the circle of Zane’s arms and said nothing. I wanted to tell him everything would be OK. I wanted to say that Scott was his brother and nothing else really mattered. I wanted to say anything, really, if it could make him feel better. Travis had told us Scott had been dead for several days when the cleaning service found him. The coroner was still working on the cause of death, but the early verdict was a heart attack. It was all just so odd. I’ve always hated the word “surreal,” but I understood its appeal now. Scott had been this unwelcome presence in my life for months, a stalker, a thorn in Zane’s side. And now he was gone. Just like that. I couldn’t make sense of it all. I confess, as horrible as it was, I was almost unbearably relieved. Scott had frightened me in a way I wasn’t used to being frightened. Had he really arranged for me to be raped and murdered that night? Or was he just some misunderstood man who thought I was his soulmate? No, “fated