Chapter 25

Standing up from the couch, Arder backed away from Grey. "You mean I would be like you?" She asked. He looked to the ground, almost ashamedly and nodded. "I need some air, I'm going to go see if they have a backyard," Arder said.

She watched as he ran a hand through his hair, before forcing herself to walk out the back door. Arder kept telling herself that he had a part in this too, that he had lied and known who killed Lexie all this time. Still, some part of her cared about him, and that scared her.

Outside the house was an old porch with steps leading down to a small backyard. Even though the grass was all dead and brown, it was still fresh air, and exactly what Arder needed. She took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing nerves. She knew what they had told her was true, it was all true. Though she still felt like it was some sick joke. She sat down on the edge of the porch and let her legs dangle down.

"Arder?" Grey asked from behind her. He crossed the porch and sat down nex