CHAPTER 135. Guilt

For a long minute, an infinite and terrible minute, Andrea closed her eyes and tried to accept it. She had to; there was no other choice. Zack was standing in front of her, consumed by guilt, and she was sure that would never leave him because he was a good man, a man with a good conscience, so forgetting that he had caused a death, even indirectly, would not be easy for him. So the only thing she could do was try to alleviate that feeling.

She slipped into his arms and press