CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

I went up to the room and lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling but not noticing it.

First I was shocked, then I was mad. Shortly after I was confused. Why?

Kol walked on eggshells around me all night, not knowing how to handle the situation for once. I understood that there was no choice and he was the only option in that moment but why had he done it?

I was under the impression that he hated me and that I should’ve died in place of his wife. He’d made that abundantly clear. If you asked me, I thought that was a very obvious opportunity for his wishes to be fulfilled.

While I continued staring at the ceiling, Kol glanced at me surreptiously.

“I’m sorry.” I turned my face to fully look at him.

“I’m not mad at you. I would’ve done the same thing.” I would’ve. His life over any other thing. That would’ve been my choice too.

“I’m just… honestly, I don’t really know how to feel.” I moved a lock of hair from his forehead and left my hand on his face, cupping his cheek.

“That’s fine. If you