“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.”- Mother Teresa.
Chapter 22
-Karen-
A second passed. Then it turned into a minute. But before it could turn into a whole hour, I spoke.
“Were you the one who hypnotized Nate to kill that guy in the woods?” I grew suspicious.
“I swear that it wasn’t me.”
“Then who was it?”
“I don’t know.” Victor held his hands up. “I don’t know who made him do that. In fact, I’m trying to find out the person who did this to him.”
“Have you found him or her yet?”
“Stop playing a detective, Karen.” He let out a tired sigh. “It wasn’t me. And no, I haven’t found him or her yet.”
I looked at him and rubbed my temple.
“I don’t know what to believe,” I said, my voice wavering. “Nate told me you b
