Kimberly’s POV
I couldn’t look at him and then again, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. Bryan, whom Landon and I had entrusted Cherry’s safety to, had stabbed me in the back. Had I not left that day for the hospital, then what? Would Cherry still be alive?
“What was your plan?” I questioned, looking him deep into his eyes.
“My plan?” he asked.
“Yes, your plan. What was it? It was completely spontaneous that we left to go to the hospital. The only reason we left was because of that letter,” I pointed out.
“That is actually my fault,” my father said, raising his hand. “I knew that once you found out that it was me behind all of the attacks, you would get worried about your mother’s safety and run to her rescue as you have done before. The loving daughter saving her mother,” he chuck
