Chapter 84: Was it him?

***Demonte***

I suck in all the air that's around me when she asks me, if I am connected to David's death.

I want to lie. I want to tell her it's not truth and get away from everything but I cannot.

I have been feeling so much guilty all this time for this specific one crime. All of the people, I have murdered, kidnapped or blackmailed, they had always been the bad people.

I have never ever tried to harm good people even when I was an underground mafia. I had my own principles. I won't touch any woman and any children and not good people at all.

But that bastard, he made me do that. He made me do that crime without letting me know who is inside that car that night.

I want to repent. I want to keep everything in order for the mistake I had committed but that wasn't possible. How am I going to handle it? How am I going to keep everything back to its position? It was impossible. It was out of my reach.

I killed them. I literally killed them. And I knew that there was no way around for th