Chapter 111

Declan clenched his fists tightly, as though he had received a devastating blow. "I-it's my fault."

He looked as if he were about to shatter. For a moment, my heart—so battered by them—felt the faintest sense of being patched up.

Does he feel pain too? Compared to the suffering I've endured, what does his pain even amount to?

Valerie's voice came through sharply, "Harper, we're in the memorial hal