BLOOD LEGACIES Novel Chapter 275: Don’t Make Me Choose

Chapter 275: Don’t Make

Choose

"Emma co on baby, open the door"

Dace’s voice ca in for the third ti, but I said nothing... still curled up at the edge of the bed, my knees to my chest. Apparently, I slamd the door in Dace’s face after Emilia left, saying I wanted to be alone and he respected that, but in less than one minute he was knocking and calling for

but I kept silent, mostly because I was hurt and didn’t know what to say.

Emilia’s words still struck

hard, I did as I thought was right, keeping a secret for a friend but it turned out to be the worst thing ever, Emilia thought I betrayed her because I kept it from her, and now my brain was so ssed up, she said it’s all my fault. Maybe it is? She was convinced that if I told her earlier about it she wouldn’t have approached Grayson that way, maybe it really was my fault.

I sniffed pulling my knees closer to my chest, squeezing my eyes shut, and exhaled sharply before opening my eyes and rising to my feet, straight to the wardrobe as I searched for what to wear, I pulled out a jeans shirt, and a baggy coat which was probably Dace and I quickly put them on before walking back to the door and opening it.

"You know I would have taken this door down," Dace said the mont he set his eyes on

but they softened when he looked closer. "You were crying" he spoke about reaching for

but I quickly spoke.

"I wanna go ho"

He paused.

"Now... please"

"Are you sure you’re ready for that"

"Apparently I’m not ready for anything!" I said louder than I expected. "All I do is make things worst Dace, your life, Emilia’s relationship with Grayson’’

"Who said you make my life worse? And how the fuck is it your fault?"

"It-"

"Don’t let Emilia’s words get to you, she said everything out of anger"

"But-"

"Emilia has an attitude and you know that, I don’t want you blaming yourself for how she handled her relationship with Grayson, am I clear?"

"I’m not a soldier you give others to"

"No you’re not" he pulled so strands of my strawberry blonde hair behind my ear. "But you’re my Female, and I hate seeing you when you cry, it ticks

off as well as my beast, it doesn’t sit well, I feel like punching sothing right now"

I leveled my gaze sniffing.

"Emma