Rose POV
I listened in shock as he spoke, barely able to offer anything to him as a response. There was nothing that I could say. There was no way that I could explain anything. I felt entirely at fault here.
He had a good reason for everything, a good answer to every question. And there wasn't a part of me that didn't believe that he was telling the truth.
Even when I had spoken to Amelia, I knew that there was something off about her. In the beginning, she had seemed so sweet and kind. But the longer we spoke, the more and more aware I became of exactly who she was, and what was going on.
And there was an air to her voice that was just wrong.
But listening to Cayden now, I could tell that he was speaking the truth. And I could hear the pain in his voice. Pain that I had caused.
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