Chapter 42: A new villain
Chapter FORTY TWO
**Kieran Morrison**
’... But you already lost that little boy, Kieran...’
Although his voice sounded no more than a faint whisper, the effect of it was like a million knives slashed across my heart.
It was all me.
I had been the one who drove the spear of hate straight into the heart of my childhood best friend.
He had always been so carefree, so optimistic and joyous, so, I had always assumed it was just me that was left to wallow in grief and loneliness after my sister’s death.
I thought it was just me suffering.
The anguish in those green eyes that threatened tears amounted to the heaviness that settled in my heart.
I wanted to say so many things to him, I wanted to apologize for everything, but the words were stuck in my throat.
Of what use would it be?
A simple apology would never erase all the anger, hate, and abuse that had been dished out to him by me over the years.