Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Kaelen’s POV

Dante’s grip tightened on my wrist, what little strength he had left going into it like it was the last thing his body had decided was still worth spending on.

“I liked her,” he said. “The first time I met her. At that party.”

Clara’s hands didn’t stop pressing down on the wound, but I saw her flinch, just slightly.

“I liked her, Kaelen. Genuinely. And then I spent months