We Died So He Could Love Chapter 06

We Died So He Could Love Chapter 06

A flash of raw excitement crossed Carla’s eyes, but she quickly masked it.

“Blythe just wants you to notice her.”

“If I were in her shoes, I could understand. After all, right now, you only have eyes for me.”

Kieran reached out to stroke her hair and tucked the blanket around her shoulders.

“You’re always so considerate of others. You were the same way as a child. You couldn’t see a stray cat without trying to feed it.”

“It was strange, though. None of those cats ever lived very long.”

Carla’s gaze darted away.

“Why are you suddenly bringing that up?”

“Just an old memory. If you don’t want to talk about it, we won’t.”

Not long after, Kieran’s phone rang.

Seeing that Carla had fallen asleep, he tiptoed out of the ward.

The call was from Preston.

“Kieran, how is Blythe?”

Kieran assumed he was asking about Carla.

“She’s fine now.”

“What do you mean, fine? Blythe was tortured, and you’re telling me she’s fine? Her stomach was burned open. Who the hell did that to her?”

Kieran frowned.

“Preston, what are you talking about? Carla’s in the ward.”

“Carla? That girl who’s always hanging around you?”