Healing Slowly But Surely By R. Joseph novel Chapter 265

265 The parcel.

Leilani.

As if biting him was not enough, Kael tried to lean close again, this time, placing his hands gently on the curves of my waist as he drawled;

“Calm down please—”

“What?”

“Calm down, Leilan-”

I however didn’t give him the chance to finish speaking as I then pushed him off, panting like I had just run a marathon as I began to shove him towards the open “Get the fuck out!” I yelled. At this point, the only thing I felt was anger. An overwhelming sense of anger and grief that overrode my senses, filling me with nothing but despair.

door.

Kael tried to struggle against me, tried to talk to me too, but I was too annoyed to listen to whatever he had to say. Too hurt by his casual dismissal of the topic to care about his thoughts. Goddess, I couldn’t hear his words even if I tried.

Tears of rage filled my eyes as I managed to shove him off up until he arrived at the door, and when he tried to touch me this time, I flinched so hard you would think his touch burned.

He lowered his gaze, hissing; “Let me speak!”

“Go home! I do not wish to speak to you, especially about what you wish to speak about!”

My words seemed to have some sort of negative effect on him as he shrunk back, his eyes filling with something I couldn’t name as he dragged in a lungful of air.

When he exhaled moments later, causing his warm breath to fan my face, I winced in disgust, turned away and seethed; “Leave!”

He sighed. “I think you have the wrong ideas. I think you don’t know what happened. Yet, you’re too stubborn to listen to me!”

Maybe it was his words or maybe it was the anger surging through my veins, but I found his words even more difficult to stomach.

My anger knew no bounds when I looked into his deep dark eyes, and I was even more

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irritated to think that he was feigning innocence.

That he was acting like I was the one at fault.

Because tell me why he is looking at me like I was the one wrong? Tell me why his eyebrows are scrunched together, looking as though he was worried.

I wanted to listen to him in that moment, to hear what he had to say; But just one flashback… one memory of Jennifer and how she’d been sprawled on the floor, her clothes torn into shreds with her skin covered in purple and black bruises had me trembling with anger and disgust.

And do you know what was worse?

How their parents had quickly dismissed the case without a

I exhaled. “You think I don’t know what I am saying

against my skin, I shrunk away a

are in the world.

to but just as his fingers brushed

b my arm again, frowned, giving him the stink eye.

“Yes,” he breathed out, out of proportion

“You think I am just blowing all of this right?”

“Yes, I think so. But…” he drawled, and to

he was. How unrepentant he could be.

I balled my hands into fists to step back and slowly pulled the

keep

door

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from hitting him one more time as I took a

open. But because he wasn’t paying any attention

to his environment and was instead looking at my face as if finding more ways to get hold of my arm, he walking into the trap I had set.

o he was

didn’t realize hot then lifted it up one more time, his

He dropped his gaze for a very brief

eyes

filled with sorrow as he muttered; “You are wrong. For a very long time, I have tried to hate you for what you did then, and by that, I mean testifying against my brothers and I. We did nothing to the-

“You hated me?” I asked slowly, interrupting him. And I smiled sadly when he nodded in agreement. “Why?”

“Yes, I did. My brothers did too because you almost ruined our lives.”

“And you

ruined someone else’s life!” I spat, and with that, slammed the door right in his face before he even had the opportunity to react.

The house plunged into an uncomfortable kind of silence after I did that, and it wasn’t

until I had slammed the door shut and fastened the locks that I looked down at my now trembling hands.

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My filthy trembling hands…

And goddess, I couldn’t help but remember how Jennifer would steady my hands whenever it was trembling like this.

How she would make an enemy out of anyone who didn’t like me, including my sister.

My vision blurred and my heart ached, and in tears, I slowly dropped to the floor like a log of wood, hating myself for allowing myself to forgive the triplets despite what they had done to her.

After they had taken part in her death, I had still crushed on them like an idiot, and even when they began to make my life a living hell afterwards, I still loved them.

I loved them until I almost lost my life due to their love for Chalice.

-And now, all I could think of was how much of a fool I had been for a very long time.

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