Chapter 48: His Touch

-Anastasia-

Roman looked at me with slightly narrowed eyes and I looked at him, surprised. He looked almost like I was the guilty one, but I had been a child. I hadn’t even made my first change. I couldn’t have torn my family apart, leaving their body parts scattered and their intestines… No, I felt sick just thinking about it. I shook my head slightly and focused on Roman again.

“Oh, because a ten-year-old could have killed them all?” I asked him.

Roman shook his head.

“I just don’t know why you were left alive,” he said.

“I hid…”

“Where?”

“In a closet. It had this deep bottom,” I told him. “But I don’t think they even thought of looking so… so fast it happened.”

“And only you made it out?”

“We had a big celebration that day,” I said. “My brother’s birthday… He was going to be eighteen… or he was eighteen when it all… happened.”

“Fuck…”

“Yeah, so most of the members were gathered by the pack house, and the few who weren’t… well, they weren’t spared either,” I told him.

“Ho