Chapter Nineteen
What?
Somebody died because of her? “I don’t understand.” Haley wouldn’t hurt a fly. Sure, she was crazy, and sometimes reckless. But only with herself.
She took in a shaky breath, blew it out, and gave him a weak smile. “I guess since we’re getting confessional…” She scrunched her eyes together so two vertical lines appeared above the bridge of her nose. Haley looked so fragile and alone, sitting there at the edge of the bed.
“Here.” Axel stood, toed off his boots, then crawled onto the bed, propping himself against the headboard. “Come here.” He patted the spot next to him.
She scooted over and nestled herself into the crook of his arm, avoiding his gaze. He drew the back of a finger down her cheek. “Whatever it is Haley, you can tell me.”
She took another deep bre
