Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 439

Chapter 439

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“What the fuck…” I felt like my world was crashing down on me. My head was full of his words and I was confused to how we even got here. I turned to face Sterling, and he was clearly avoiding my gaze. “Sterling.”

He looked over at me finally, and I could see the truth behind his eyes. “Yeah?”

“Have you read any of these?” I dropped the letter into the box. My gaze fell back to the box between my feet and I counted over

fifty letters…maybe more. “How long has he been sending these?” 1

Sterling closed his eyes for a second, like he was trying to come up with an answer that wouldn’t break me. His hand tightened on

the steering wheel. “No, like I said, I haven’t read anything that was sent to you.” He swallowed. “They were meant for your eyes

only, and even if we couldn’t give them to you, we were going to invade your and Rowan’s privacy.”

I felt my eyes tighten. “But?”

He sighed. “But I saw him whenever he dropped off the letters. He was becoming more and more desperate for you to answer.”

He looked like he might get sick. “I wanted to tell him. About the fact you weren’t answering because you didn’t know, but I

couldn’t.”

I settled a little. I could hear the pain in his voice. “Your feeling guilty?” I asked, but I already knew the answer.

He nodded. “Goddess yes.” He glanced at me. “You don’t understand.” His hands flexed, and I could tell he was becoming

frustrated.

“Then explain it to me because I’m pretty lost right now.” I looked down at the letters. “I don’t even know why or when they started. And by the looks of it, he sent quite a few.” I bent down and tried to count them. “How many are even here?”

I heard Sterling swallow again. “Over seventy.”

I snapped up. “What?”

“Rowan sent you a letter every week since your heat.” He looked out the windshield, avoiding my gaze. “I lost track after seventy.” He looked away. “That’s a lie.” He wiped his face on his shoulder. “I stopped counting because every day I saw the pile grow bigger, the guiltier I felt.”

I sighed as I looked down. I grabbed another letter and noticed there was a tiny number on the top of this one. Fifty–six. I dropped it and grabbed another. Thirty–five. “The numbers?”

His eyes darted to the letter in my hands. “A system Jora came up with after the second letter.” He squeezed the wheel. “He thought that if we ever got to give you them, this way you could keep track of their order. So anytime he gave us a letter for you, we numbered it and dropped it into a pile. Once the pile got too big for the drawer, we dumped them into a box.” He looked down at the box between my legs. “We upgraded to the bigger box a few months ago. We thought he was going to keep sending them…”

He trailed off as he looked at the open letter on top.

“But then he stopped.” My throat hurt. I sat back and felt the truth cascade down on top of me. My heart felt like my ribs were

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crushing it. Everything grew blurry, and my breathing became labored.

“Yeah.” His voice was so far away I barely heard him.

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My mind flashed back to the night Carl died. Rowan kneeling in the dirt and blood. Hurt and bleeding from the fighting, but still he stared at me. I felt the cold take over my body as I remembered his eyes begging me. ‘Let me explain.‘ But didn’t let him did I. I

looked down at the letter and the truth hit me.

I was mad because he was supposed to wait for me. My eyes snagged on the bottom line. Remember, I love you and only you. My heart squeezed. He had waited. The sob broke free faster than I thought. Sterling’s head snapped towards me, but then he turned

away, leaving me alone with my pain.