DENVER
It’s my f*****g fault.
I know all the blame should be on me because I should have done proper research before believing what Drake said. He probably thought they were the real parents for her; however, it’s not his fault either.
It’s a f*****g misconception. And that misconception has caused her f*****g damage. A damage she would not give me the chance to mend.
A deadly one because she’s refused to say a word since we got back. She’s refused to respond to me or anyone.
The splash of water is loud, but it isn’t as loud as Anastasia's shriek. It’s the first time I’ve heard that sound from her.
The terror in her shrieking voice tore through my chest and clashed against my bones.
She cried her eyes out that night and curled up in bed. f**k, I shouldn’t have given her so much hop
