Chapter 21
I went straight to Irene when I came back. She was waiting for me. I broke down. “I killed him,” I said over and over again. “I killed my best friend.” “Blake, calm down. You haven’t killed him. It’s just his lungs. The chlorine burned his lungs, but Constance was close. He will be fine.” I started to laugh. It wasn’t because of relief. I was hanging on by a thread. I was close to losing it, to joining the darkness, to giving up. Why me? “Why not make anyone else the Rubicon? Why my egg?” “Cause you are the only one strong enough to carry this burden.” She got up and went into her bathroom. She came back with a blue velvet coin purse. She opened it and took out a silver tool. At the end it was a tiny spoon. “I know about the fights.” My body froze. Tears glistened in her eyes. “No
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