Chapter 17 Longing For Each Other

Xander Vittorio POV

Standing in the field where Anya was killed, I look for any sign that she was there.

It’s stupid. A year has passed. Of course, there won’t be anything.

Still, I stare at the ground.

I’ve been locked up in my bedroom until now, and this is the first chance I’ve gotten to come to the field.

“Xander,” Maryo calls from where he’s leaning against the SUV. “We have to go, or we’ll miss our flight.”

The past twelve months of living without Anya have been brutal hell. My father avoided me, but the few times we interacted always ended in violence.

I’ll never forgive him. I’ll never forget.

And one day, when he least expects it, I’ll kill him the way he killed Anya.

“Xander,” Maryo calls again.

We’ve been out here for over an hour. Maryo’s been patient with me.

Honestly, only Maryo and Tanya have tried to understand what I’m going through.

Once I got home, Mama fell into a deep depression. The loss of Marc Vincent almost killed her.

She lost her son, and I lost my brother a