Thankfully, Violet is okay.

Just some superficial bruises and a cracked rib. Nothing serious. But if anything had happened to her…

Right now, I don’t know what I’d be.

Maybe not even myself anymore.

Maybe a killer.

"Aarón, don’t say stupid things," she murmurs, her voice drowsy.

I thought she was asleep, but apparently not.

"I don’t like it when you say things like that. Besides, it wasn’t anyone’s fault… it was just an accident."

I look a