The grudge I’ve been carrying against Rhys this entire time evaporates on the spot. The one he’s been letting me throw in his face, even knowing it was unfounded. And all that’s left in its wake is an all-consuming agony. I should have noticed the subtle changes in her. I should have swept in sooner. I should have known better. The heavy weight of realizing I’m the one who failed her is unbearable. For the first time since my sister’s death, I cry.
