Chapter 34

Farren's Point of View

I took off like a dog on fire after that. Headed into the house. Shoved myself through the throngs of men still lingering close. Laughing. Taunting. I wanted to sneer at them. Spit in their faces. How could they enjoy the suffering of one man? Feed off of his misery.

But Leon had been beyond repair. Had lashed at me to leave him alone instead of accepting my help. He blamed me. Rightfully so. He had also proven to Camilo and Rafael that he was incapable of changing. Even when I had begged inside my heart that he would. Even when Camilo had just torn his back open, he remained the same.

Some part of me knew that Camilo and Rafael had been right. But what had happened outside was an act of cruelty beyond belief. I wouldn't be able to forgive them for it.

Maybe I couldn't forgive them because I had thought them better than that. At least I had thought so about Rafael.

Walking deeper into the house, I took the stairs two at a time. Wiped furiously at more tears dri