Chapter 12

(Extra: Kirk's Perspective) When I shouted at Deava that she had only lost a child, I knew I was wrong. But I relied on her love for me and refused to admit that my words were hurtful. I stubbornly believed she was angry out of jealousy, which meant she cared about me. She followed me like a shadow, always by my side. I was confident she would never leave me. But then everything spiraled out of my control and expectations. Deava, who had lost our child, no longer yelled at me, no longer demanded...