Separate ways

Reina’s POV

The dry chuckle that left my throat told me that wasn't me. It couldn't be me. I wasn't running insane, neither was I thinking too much. It wouldn't have been Kelvin. Kelvin had barely been taken hours ago and…take a breath. I conjured within myself. My heart slammed so hard against my chest that I didn't know if it was right.

“ That wouldn't be him” I mouthed out at Richard who had a painful expression on his face. His mouth was slightly open with his eyes peering down at me.

“ You have promised me that you will come with him,” I continued. I had been lying down, but I had heard him promise me before stepping out. I took feeble steps until my arms were on his. “ Right?” I continued.

He clawed at his trousers, a smile lingered on his lips as he paused before snapping his head at me. “ Yes, that cannot be kelvin”

That was all that I needed to hear and know. His words would go a long way, and they did. “ Yes, it cannot be him,” I concurred. Summoning the same word he had