Chapter 38. Bloody Christmas

Zeath POV

Standing in front of Tara’s house, I’m completely heartbroken. I don’t even know how my legs got me there. All I remember is seeing her in the Mall and then finding myself in front of her door.

I tried to approach her at the mall, but she immediately ran away. When I made to chase after her, I was distracted by what she was staring at; a toy I used to get for Mellow every winter.

Maybe that’s what brought me to her home. Maybe her similarities with Mellow—even down to the things they appreciate—attracted me to her.

And it only means one thing.

I loved Mellow.

I still do, which is why I’m also feeling guilt towards Tara, seeing that my feelings for her are based off another person.

She definitely won’t appreciat