Chapter 62

—Ellie—

Mateo punched Tristan’s face, but he only laughed darkly as blood spattered on the ground. “This is your chance to ask for forgiveness,” Dad said.

Tristan looked from each of them until his eyes finally settled on me. “Do you want me to beg for forgiveness?” His eyes dragged me down fiercely, mercilessly, irrevocably as they’d always done. As they always would.

“I won’t give you my forgiveness,” I said quietly.

Something flickered in Tristan’s eyes, but Mateo and Drake wrenched him away from my view, down the corridor into their torture chamber. Dad kissed my temple. “We will avenge you, make him pay for what he did.” He walked away, leaving me with my uncle, who regarded me with calm scrutiny.

He touched my shoulder lightly, and I met his gaze. “He will ask for forgiveness in the end,” he promised.

I briefly touched his hand. “I don’t want him to because it would be false.”

Tristan did everything