CHAPTER FIFTY ONE
LUCIAN
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I turned off the shower.
The burning anguish continued in my chest until my hands trembled from it.
Everything continued to replay in my mind, from the moment Brie was kidnapped to the doctor's words.
Nicholas and his bastard son were dead, I wanted to bring them back to life, only so I could kill them again.
She had said that it wasn't my fault, of course, it fucking was!
If only I had not hesitated to plan this through if I had saved her earlier.
Our baby! And my redemption would have been alive, it was gone before it was able to form fully.
I passed by the mirror, my reflection gazed back at me.
Loath seethed beneath my skin. I couldn't bear the sight of myself, the longer I stared the more burning intense feeling to ruin everything became.
