Chapter 43. Blood

POV: Denvereaux Thorne

“So, you still have the guts, huh? Fine, then. Let’s go somewhere.”

Her words have a deeper meaning than what she wanted to convey. And if he wasn’t that nervous about what she was leading – he wouldn’t have appreciated the beautiful flowers that they had passed by.

And when they stopped on a huge cherry blossom tree – surrounded by different ornamental bushes with flower buds that were ready to bloom – he swallowed hard as if something about it made him scared.

“Have you forgotten, Denver? I believe everyone told you already what my condition is when you choose to hurt me.”

That triggered his entire system – his entire body – to tremble as he remembered the past. As to what happened to her – one thing that Slate never told him.

And now, it was slowly appearing in front of his eyes.

“This is what I lost, Denver. This little one holds my dear heart. And it had been buried with him. So, tell me if this is still possible