CHAPTER 245
KATYA POV
Blood kept spilling from Lila's mouth. My stomach lurched. My throat closed. My hands went cold, then numb, like they no longer belonged to me.
I could feel Lila shaking—small, uncontrollable tremors—but I couldn't feel myself at all. Not properly. This was too much. Too fast. Too wrong.
I lifted my gaze again, and this time I couldn't pretend. Romeo.
He stood there like the room belonged to him. Like the fear choking the air didn't touch him. Like the blood—on his hand, on his cheek, splattered across the floor—was nothing more than an inconvenience.
Why is there so much blood?
Why doesn't he look shocked?
Why isn't he asking what happened?
Why.....
The answer hit all at once, sharp and nauseating.
Because he already knew.
Because he didn't need to ask.
Because he'd been there when it happened.
Because he was the one who did it.
But why?
