Twenty

Dylan stared at his aunt's pale body with watery eyes. His jaw was clenched and the anger in him throbbing incessantly and wanting out.

He gasped and breathed out shakily, trying hard to tame the tears wanting to force themselves out. Then he took her pale hand in his before looking at her with a softened gaze. "Why? Why couldn't you just keep fighting? I'm… I'm so sorry I was so incompetent in searching for help."

His life taking a turn for the worse made him realize he had no true friend. He got to know who his enemies were. Those wolves in sheep's clothing.

He felt disappointed in himself for not doing enough only for his aunt, the only true family he had to end up dead.

After everything he did for them, for those damn Harpers, they turned their backs on him without any care that his aunt could die. Especially that money-minded, greedy mother-in-law of his.

He dropped the hand back down carefully and rolled the white cloth to her chest. As he looked at his aunt, he said with resolu
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