“And besides, I also carry the blame for her kidnapping. If I hadn’t walked Quincy home that day, maybe Talia wouldn’t have been taken.”
I was about to slip away, but when I turned, I ran right into Quincy.
“Talia, why aren’t you going inside?”
At that moment, the door behind me opened.
“Talia? When did you come back?”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I bolted straight out of the hall.
“Talia!”
Out on the roadside, Luka caught up and grabbed my arm.
“Talia! Calm down, please! Tell me, what exactly did you hear?”
I yanked my hand free with a sharp motion. “Calm down? Luka, I’ve lived through hell for six years! I come back only to see you about to marry Quincy, how do you expect me to calm down?”
At last, Luka snapped. “Then what do you want? These days, Quincy and I have already tolerated you enough. Just look at yourself, don’t you think you’re pathetic?”
I let out a cold laugh, tears spilling down my face.
“Pathetic? Luka, you truly are something.”
I turned to leave again, but once more, Luka stepped in front of me to block the way.