Derek POV
I gave Lexie a weak smile for the last time; her story still filled my heart with hope that I would get past this. I would get past the painful realisation that I was an orphan. That my dad and Charles, who had been in my life for more than twenty years, were dead. Gone with both the good and bad memories.
The memories of them lying on the ground drained with blood still affected me. I still saw it in my mind, but I had to do it. Just like Lexie had to do to Katherine. In the end it was either we killed them or they killed us.
I gave Lexie’s hand a little squeeze. “Thank you,” I said.
She nodded with an understanding smile, but I did not think she understood how much importance she held in my life, how she had drastically changed my life.
A few months ago I was daddy's play
