Leo’s POV

The drive from the cemetery was a confusing one. The weight of everything was sitting heavy on my shoulders. I was unsure whether Zara was mad at me or Zane or the both of us. Although, I understood why she was crying and on the edge all through. I wish I had taken the time to calm down but I dismissed her like a coward.

I wasn’t ready to talk about myself or my past. Even my foster parents know better than to bring up anything from my past. It was locked and sealed for a reason. ...