Chapter 92. Special Thing

Because he couldn’t quite recall where he had heard that ridiculous thing about letting the one you love go. How did they put the phrase—‘Letting them go because you love them and are contented as long as they are happy and whatever.’ The words were as ridiculous as the meaning behind them.

If he loved her, wasn’t he the one in the best position to make her happy? And not some scumbag that was only going to use her.

“Hell, no!” Greg shook his head and denied it instantly. “I care, but not to that extent.” He gave his brother a look of disbelief. “It’s just—Damn it, I don’t want to have anything to do with her. I think it’s better that things ended up like this.” He sighed. “She’s dangerous—for me. I have to admit that. I’m not even sure if I can keep my sanity with her around.”

“Why?” George frowned. Because he didn’t see why his brother should control himself around her.

“I don’t know.” Greg shook his head, looking helpless. “It just doesn’t feel right. She’