Samuel
I watched Alice’s face turn pale, her lips quivering and her eyes too afraid to even stick with my stare.
“Do you have an idea of what you have done—” “I didn’t do it,” she shakily inhaled. “I had no idea about what Maya nor Via did. Believe me, Samuel.” Her hands clutched the edge of my shirt, making me as weak as I could ever be.
My grasp on her shoulders then loosened. Hence before my hands fully slid off, Alice held me tight as she leaned in closer to me.
“You’ve got to believe me, Samuel. I could never do these things to your pack—to our pack!”
Cupping my cheeks with her cold and shaky hands, I even felt more guilty to know how easier it was for me to believe Clara and go against Alice. But could I really blame myself? Everything was pointing out on her, and that is s
