Chapter 815

But whatever the reasons were, they no longer mattered now. Chris said that Bree's death was due to him and Conrad, but I think I also played a part in it. She treated me like her own daughter. However, in the end, our relationship became strained due to the feud between our parents. I remembered the way she used to beg me to come home, and how she secretly bought me chocolate-covered fruit. I also thought about the frittata she made for me today. She had planned this all along... My heart felt like it had been torn open, with cold winds cutting through like knives. I had grievances, but I never harbored any hatred. I never got to say those words, and now I never would. Even if I did, they wouldn't be able to hear me. Conrad's grip on Chris' arm tightened, as if he wanted to say something. In the end, though, he let go. Chris walked over to the bed and knelt down beside Bree. Gently, he stroked her face, smoothing out the lines of pain and wiping the bloodstain from her lips