Chapter 66

Hector was lying on his bed with his arms folded beneath his neck, gazing at the ceiling as he pondered Skye and Eithne in different ways.

On the one hand, Skye was the woman he loved with all his heart, but he began to doubt her true nature. On the other hand, Eithne was the girl he cared for like a little sister, and she was deeply hurt after offering herself to help.

With the arrival of dawn, he stirred from his bed and made his way toward the balcony door. As he approached, the darkness that had enveloped the outside world began to recede, making way for the faint light of the impending sunrise.

He didn't know what to do— or rather, he knew —and that was to talk to Skye.

Was it possible that he made a mistake with her?

Maybe her behavior was the result of what she had been through. That was the only excuse he could think of.

But that didn't justify hurting those who cared for her.

He let out a deep sigh, rubbing his forehead. His thoughts were jumbled, leaving him confused and dis