To My Uncle, With Hate

ound of violence. Outside my hospital

rd before. "The girl my father asked you to protect! And you nearly d

arm, leaving only raw, ugly anger. "You're angry that I hurt her feelings? Have you eve

sentment wasn't new; it had been si

llway, followed by a grunt of pai

test, and threw open the door. They were a tangl

the deepest part of me. "Please, just

e. He let go of Liam's shirt, his shoulders slumping in

t, Liam's voice, cold a

es a damn thing. This is your last wa

eady to charge back ou

matter anymore. I'm leaving. You don

my fault, Clara. I knew he was obsessed with Sienna. I should have

ot your fault," I said, my voice hollow. "You can't save someone from a love