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Chapter 94

"Open the door, Connor," Mrs. Hughes' voice resonated from outside the room as she banged on the door hard, but Connor was just seated on his bed and puffing smoke from his mouth. The ground was littered with cigarette ash and five cigarette butt. On the nightstand were two packs of cigarettes with one opened and six sticks missing from it.

'How did a murderer like you keep me by your side for so long?' he huffed and threw his head back as tears streamed down his cheeks. His heart wrenched painfully and his breath hitched. No matter how much he tried to get those words off his head, it proved abortive.

Slowly, Connor gritted his teeth until they started to hurt, but even with the pain, it was still nothing compared to the pain in his heart. How did she say those words to him? What did he do so wrong that she couldn't forgive him? What the heck came over her? He asked himself, and even though he tried hard to hate her for hurting him so badly, he ended up falling for her an