Chapter 43

Indianna looked at the flyer taped to her locker, and a cold feeling filled her. She ripped the flyer off and crumpled it in her hand. She sighed and closed her eyes, her mind going back to that night.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered and looked at the crumpled-up picture on the flyer. “I’m sorry, Cassie.”

“Hey.” Indianna jumped when Greyson appeared next to her, and she sighed, leaning into him.

“It’s my fault,” she whispered and looked around the school; missing person flyers were everywhere for Cassie. “She’s dead because she knew me.”

“Don’t think like that,” Greyson scolded and took the flyer out of her hand. “It is not your fault.”

“But Rogue only killed her because she knew me—”

“Shut the hell up, sugar,” Greyson cut her off and wrapped his arm around Indianna’s waist. “It isn’t your fault. It’s Rogue’s. It’s all Rogue’s fault.”

Indianna sighed and chewed her lip. “I just wish she were alive. She didn’t deserve to die.”

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