Chapter 61

He stopped for a moment, his pupils dilated and wide with concern at the cadence of my speech. I couldn't exactly say I blame him. I could sense the bitterness in my demeanor, which I'd never been with him before. But when I peered at him just now, all I saw was him leaving Diana to suffer alone in that wilderness. Instead of assisting me in my efforts to rescue her, he chose to prioritize my safety above hers, which doesn't seem reasonable to me. She should still be with us for a while, and she may have been if Justine hadn't gotten emotional state for me. In some ways, I'm to blame for Diana's death. It's because Justine loved me more than he appreciated her. I was curious whether he felt any remorse for his choice. I'm confident he does since he's placed it upon himself to help shield us and guide us on the right road, but I had no question that if presented with the opportunity, he'd make the very same precise choice again. Justine's emotions for me placed the remain