Chapter 97

“Don’t worry, Bub. I got you.” The boy—no, the young man— cradles a little girl in his arms, trying to calm her screaming. They’re both wet from an unexpected dive into the lake and I watch, frozen where I stand.

My sister almost died and I did nothing. I’m a horrible sister.

“No, you’re not. You called me. You did the right thing.”

Did I say that out loud?

The young man stares at me with storm gray eyes burning with determination. He wasn’t going to stop until I accept that this isn’t my fault.

But it kind of is. My sister and I weren’t supposed to be here. But I wanted to see this young man. He played with us, and he cared for us.

That’s right. This person holding my sister is Gavin.

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Why did I dream of that?

I shift on the bed slightly and immediately hate myself for it. Wincing at the sudden movements, memories from the previous night flashback immediately.

The slow and passionate sex turned into a rough night of fucking our frustrations on one another. I’m sure that if I look