Chapter 21

Damon's POV

"I'm sorry for your loss Mr and Mrs Contreras." The doctor's words send cold shivers through my spine, making me shiver.

My eyes widened in shock as I looked through the transparent wall.

'I can't believe this! Becca can't be dead!'

I mumbled as tears like cascade kept falling from my eyes. 

How could I have kept the gun on the rattan table?

I wasn't thinking. The gun was far from the kid's reach but Becca had climbed a futon. 

I placed my hand on the frigid wall as I struggled to hold myself back from throwing punches.

"Becca!" I kept wailing but the pain was shredding me apart causing me to yell in pain.

"You caused this!" Elysia's voice shrieked at me and suddenly she her hand struck my face causing the lines of her palm to be visible.

Stunned, I kept staring at her.

This was a child she never loved. This was a child she was never ready to take a second glance at.

A child that begged for