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Chapter 95: Layla

Jared’s chest rises and falls rapidly. "He’s not my father."

I’m shaking my head. "You know what I’m asking."

I wasn’t asking about Athar or anything else. I’m finally asking why Jared, who was always a peacekeeper while we were growing up, has turned into someone who is so violent. I recognize pain, and maybe I was too scared of the answer before. Maybe I’m at a breaking point with everything that has happened. Maybe I’m tired of turning a blind eye.

"I used to go into your room at night to steal your sweater," I say. "Why was Bert leaving your room?" It was a memory from when I was a child, yet the image of Bert coming out of Jared’s bedroom always haunted me. Tears mix with rain, and I want to scream into the air.