Tressandra
It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault.
It echoes in my mind like a mantra once I hear the news. The heart wrenching, awful news. Kelly has been hurt. Kelly almost died. And it's all because of me.
My Mother is ecstatic over it, but she's almost disappointed that it wasn't worse than it was. Kelpto survived. We got her kicked out of the pack by planting that ring. If she hadn't been in those woods, she wouldn't have gotten stabbed with a silver knife by a rogue.
If it weren't for me, she would be safe. She wouldn't be in a hospital bed.
My only consolation is that she'll be alright. She's going to live. I have to let that count for something. I have to let justice prevail. I can't hide anymore. I need to do what's right, even if it gets me killed.
A tear slips down my
