Chapter 95.

Bridget’s pov.

I feel like the worst person on the planet.

I stare at Antonia even though i always knew something like this would happen.

Call me crazy, but i wasn’t lying when i said i knew Antonia was someone special.

I met her for the first time in high school. She was the silent type. Antonia has alwas been the kind of person to think first and act later.

A twinge of guilt rocks me to my core, so deep i feel something bitter at the back of my throat. I know i’m not lke her, and during our early years, it made other girls despise her. Antonia was bright, and studious, and pretty. Antonia was everything they were not.

I’ve always known she was a very special person, and now she has a father that can prove that.

“Is something else going on Bridget?”

The dreaded question leaves Antonia’s lips and floats into my ears. I swallow, and chuckle in what i hope is an easy going, well mannered way. I never learnt how to chuckle. I only know how to laugh… well. I ask, “Why would you think anyt