Chapter Twenty-Two – Sickened
Natasha's POV
I threw Killian off my body and charged at the person. "You killed him! You killed him! How could you—" but I got slammed to the ground, and a crack sound alarmed me.
My lungs expanded and a startling scream left my throat, as blood gushed out of my open head. I scratched the ground, trying to hold onto something to lessen the pain but my fingers bled instead.
The laughter of the bitch got close to my face close, and she stared at me with no reasonable human emotions on her face. A monster, she had evolved into one.
"How could I kill him?" she tilted her head with her eyes being popped out. "You killed him yourself, little sister. You killed your own husband who was the only man in the world who cared for you."
That's when the immense regret I felt made sense as the moment she said that, my head grew heavy. I kept shaking my head, struggling to leave the ground.