Chapter 92

(Anastasia's POV)

Adam and Caleb aimed a gun at each other, darting a death glare into their eyes as if they were cursing at each other silently.

"C-Caleb... A-Adam..." they both turn their head toward me. "Put that fucking gun down now!" I yelled to them, I heard a gasp behind me, I turn around to see Mom widening eyes, fear plastered in her eyes, the same with Alice.

A fresh swell of rage rose in me as I pursed my lips with my narrowed face while shooting Adam and Caleb a death glare. They avoided my eyes before they slowly lowered their gun and tucked in the gun at their belly pants.

Jesus Christ!

Why are they showing their guns in front of my Mom and Alice? They're scaring them!

Fury roared through my mind but was eventually gone when my eyes landed on Caleb, he has still his wounds, plastered on his face. Why did he have to come here with all of his wounds? He should be resting by now.

My eyes stop on his yearning dark brown eyes. He looks at me full of pain, desperation, and s