Amelia's POV
His words froze everything for a moment. Neither I nor he said anything for a couple of minutes because of the weight of his words.
It felt like his words hung in the room like a heavy cloud, preventing either of us from saying a word.
Slowly, I sat up and turned to him. There was no way I could ignore this tidbit of information he had just shared.
Truth to be told, I don’t know what to make of his words. Everyone knew the rumors about his father's death… but I was always sure that it was just that, rumors… but it was true.
Sitting next to him, I tried to read his face, to understand what he was feeling at the moment, but the only thing I got from him was sadness… not guilt like you would expect. Just complete gut-wrenching sadness.
"You killed him?”
I asked slowly,
