Chapter 15 – Kevin’s POV
Trigger Warning: Emotional manipulation, misogyny, psychological abuse
I wasn’t exactly proud of myself after this morning. I’d crept back into Lelia’s room to check on her and found her curled into a chair, brows furrowed, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She looked miserable, folded in on her own pain.
I’d meant to wake her gently, maybe pretend none of last night happened. But when I went to lift her, I saw the blood still on the sheets.
Fuck.
Still, I wasn’t about to let her keep sleeping like that. I picked her up and brought her to my bed—she didn't stir, didn’t resist. I mindlinked Arlo and told him to change her bedding immediately. He’s been my personal butler since I was ten. Loyal, discreet. He wouldn’t ask questions. He never does.
While I wa
