บท 95: HARLEY: But I’ll Be Waiting For You

My heart bled. I cried, kept crying. 

"I'm…sorry," was all I could mutter. She was right. Maybe it was true, maybe it wasn't. But if Sylus hadn't fallen in love with me, he wouldn't be in this situation now. The reality still ripped me open. 

"He told them," she pointed at her father and Caden. "He freaking told them he loved you. But you...you don't even love him. No, all you did was hurt my brother. Oh, I wish you died! I wish you fucking died, and if he doesn't make it, I will kill you. I swear, I will kill you."  

"ENOUGH!" Christophe barked at her, snapping her shut. "Keep quiet and say no more." 

"Naneun geuleul salanghanda, ahjussi," I murmured, turning to Christophe. "I love him. Yes, I love him." In so many ways, more than those three words could present. "And I'm so sorry. I am so sorry. I would take his place if I could, but I don't even know what to do."