CHAPTER-34

Zander P. O. V

Laying her down on her bed. I moved the hair that was sticking to her face. In the dim light of her room she looked like a pure angel sent to the earth. She is too innocent to be born in this cruel world. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

I touched her cheek with the back of my hand. It felt as soft as the rest of her. I kissed her forehead. I touched my forehead with her and whispered on her lips.

"I am ashamed that I lost my composer with you. It was not your fault that I am such a mess. I wish I could tell you every secret of mine. What I said there, none of it was true. Your brother thinks of you as his own child .He does not pity you, he loves you with all his heart".