The heavy door clicked shut behind me, and I finally let the air rush out of my lungs. I slid down the cold wood until I was sitting on the floor, my knees pulled to my chest. The fancy room felt like a joke.

He's down there because of me. The thought sat heavy and painful in my chest. Dominic, chained and poisoned in that dirty cell. And Raymond... he'd torn apart his own brother, and for what? His cool, controlling touch felt like it was still on my skin, making me shiver. He did all of this ...