My Fault (Culpables, #1)

by Mercedes Ron

In a way, we’d switched roles. She had shown up and dragged me out of the black hole I’d fallen into, but in doing so, she’d wound up taking my place.

“You’re on,” I said with a smirk. He grinned back at me. “Good job, Precious. See you at the starting line.” I knew what he was thinking: that he could beat me like a cheap rug.

A few hours later, when I had her sleeping in my arms, I realized something very important. The lights were out, the shades drawn…and Noah was sleeping with a look of utter relaxation on her face, without a trace of fear. I realized then that I had helped her, too, that I also had caused a radical change in her life. That had been my fault.