Orion, who used to be so polished and charming, now looked completely disheveled. He was gaunt, exhausted, and still wearing a hospital gown.
Calloway wrinkled his nose at the strong, unwashed smell lingering around Orion. The stench was enough to give him a headache, but he didn't dare show it.
Just a second ago, Orion had been on the phone with Celeste's parents.
The moment the call connected, his voice choked up. "Mr. and Mrs. Harrington, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have made Celeste upset. If I hadn't—she wouldn't have…"
Vincent and Eleanor, who were carrying out their daughter's wishes, didn't know how to respond.
Orion continued, sobbing uncontrollably. "If you need to blame someone, punish me however you want. This is all because of me. I—I'm the one who hurt her. I deser
