Chapter 702

Third Person's POV

The past flashed through his mind like frames from a slow-motion, black-and-white movie.

Just like Bramwell said—did he know it was wrong? Of course, he knew.

But why did he do it anyway? Was it for some cheap shot of vanity? Or just to feel like he actually mattered in this twisted excuse for a family?

"Go home," Bramwell said, waving him off like he was shooing a fly.

"It's fr