Chapter 419. A Wife’s Plea

DOVE

“I know. I know it’s my fault…” I started to say, in whispers, both sorry and ashamed.

Jacob looked at me with the same look he would give a traitor. Those cold, distant eyes that were like daggers in my heart. I wanted to jump up and hug him, tell him he was wrong and that we could only fix this together. I held back, it wasn’t a good time to do something like that.

Karl had suffered that sudden collapse. I tried to think clearly. I had been a nurse and had a good knowledge of poisoning. I had to find an answer and I had to be quick.

I rested my hand on Jacob’s shoulder to show him my support, to tell him, from a respectful distance, that I supported him in everything.

“I love you. I’m sorry,” I said, I had to apologize.

I wanted to do it because I was wrong to hide from him what was now hurting us as a team. If only I had expressed to him in time my doubts about Tachje and my fears about the sect and everything I had talked to Larry about.<