CHAPTER 122
"What idea?" "Cory..." Vincent grimaced at the name. "He did what he did out of love, right? All those people. Our friends. He killed them for her. " Vincent paused, staring down at the carpet. "Why did he think she would want that?" Cooper's mouth had gone dry. He tried to swallow, but his throat wouldn't cooperate. He killed them for her. Vincent searched Cooper's face for an answer. When he found none forthcoming, his frown deepened. "And then," he continued, though the words were almost too quiet to decipher, "I thought back on it. On everything." He took a deep breath. His next words came out somewhat strangled. "Why were you always so scared of Calla?" Cooper thought he might throw up right then and there. Instead, he shook his head. It was really the only thing he was
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