Lionel
Everything hurt. My body hurt, my mind hurt and I felt like my soul hurt as well. They were all separate pains swirling around, keeping me in constant discomfort. I had never been this close to hating myself before, but this time I deserved it.
After everything I had done to Rhea, I deserved all the hate I could throw at myself. I remembered how she begged me to believe her, how she felt certain that I, of all people, would believe her but I didn't. Now it all seemed so obvious.
Of course, Anastasia had been lying. I didn't want to think she would go so far as to gather a bunch of rogues to kill Rhea but I should have known better. At the very least I should have known Rhea better, enough to know she wouldn't hurt Anastaisa like that. That wasn't the kind of person Rhea was. I c
