Chapter 162

Zoey

I froze.

I simply stared at him, unable to even blink.

There was unwavering confidence in his gaze. Not pity, or doubt.

Trust.

He trusted me.

He wanted me to trust myself.

A small, broken sound escaped my throat, half laugh, half sob, and I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

They were right.

Kieran. My grandfather. My uncle.

If there were people who believed in me, why was I letting the words