Knox’s next words punch through the air like a bullet. “She was only sixteen.” His face twists. “Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Aunt Lenora, but now you finally know what a sick piece of shit your husband really is.” But it wasn’t all Leo’s fault. I was the one who kissed him. Tears burn my throat. I try to push them down, but I can’t. They pool in my eyes, and before I can stop myself, I start crying so hard it hurts to breathe. “I’m sorry.” I force myself to meet her gaze. “I’m so sorry.” I expect her to look at me with revulsion, because it’s what I deserve, but she doesn’t.
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