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Kai
Enzo hates me.
And with good reason. I may have caused one of his only friends to die.
Enzo had said he considers Zeke and Langston to be family. But I didn’t believe him until Langston carried Zeke inside lifeless in his arms. That’s when I realized just how much Enzo cared for them.
I thought Enzo was heartless—I was wrong. He just doesn’t care about me.
But he loves Ze
ke. He loves Langston. He loves his family.
And now Enzo’s gone. To get revenge for hurting Zeke.
I never thought I’d be jealous of a dying man, but I am. Because Zeke was loved. And Enzo is going to make amends for what happened to Zeke.
When I was tortured, I got nothing. No revenge. No closure. Nothing.
I walk down the hallway cautiously searching for where the doctors brought Zeke. He looked so horrible when the doctors brought him in. Every inch of his clothes was caked in blood, and his gaping wounds were still bleeding, pouring more of his lifeline from his body until I’m not sure he had anything left.
If they save Zeke, it will be a miracle. Literally a miracle.
I knew it.
Langston knew it.
Enzo knew it.
The doctor saw it without even examining him.
Zeke is most likely already dead, and it’s my fault.
I never thought I’d be ashamed of killing a man. Not after my trust in men was taken. But if Zeke dies, it will haunt me.
Why didn’t I let Enzo go with them?
I’m not sure it would have made a difference other than Enzo might be lying side by side with Zeke, on death’s doorstep. But it wouldn’t be on my conscience. His death wouldn’t be my fault.
Because I wanted to hurt Enzo.
I did hurt him—more than I ever bargained for.
I got my revenge on Enzo.
But I don’t feel any better. Because as much as I’m pissed at Enzo for selling me, for being the catalyst that started this—Jarod was the one who hurt me every day. He’s the one I hold responsible. Only when he’s dead will I get my revenge.
I see Langston pacing outside of a closed door.
I don’t know what to say, but I need to know, so I ask. “How is Zeke?”
Langston’s head snaps so hard in my direction there was an audible sound to his hatred. With one look, Langston cuts to my core, ripping me open till I’m raw with emotion and pain.
I thought I knew torture and pain. It was nothing.
Knowing I hurt these men I thought were heartless and invincible kills me.
“He’s dying. How do you think he is?” Langston barks.
