ALYSSA’S POV
I hated how emotional I got when I was discussing my father with Dylan. I was hurt and heartbroken by the way he had died, and I was still grieving for him despite the fact that it had been close to almost a year since he passed. At some point, I had tried to convince myself that maybe it was best if I moved on, but when I slept I always thought about him just before he died. I always remembered how he had begged me to live on so that I could avenge him.
If I had had it my way that night I would have died with him. I had been willing to die with him, but he wouldn’t let me. He felt that I would be strong and wise enough to avenge him and the fact that a year had passed already, and I hadn’t done anything really made me feel like I had failed him.
The conversation I had with
