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Fergal's POV

"I'm sorry, Pam. I'm so sorry. You're probably going to hate me for not protecting you."

I sobbed as I sat next to her bed. I shouldn't have let her take that bullet. I should've pushed her back when she jumped in front of me. She finally wanted to live and then she gets fucking shot. What the hell are the odds of that?

Sasha and Sami picked the kids up from school and they were all sitting in the waiting room. Hell, even Aria came from college. But she didn't want to talk to me. She was still pissed about before.

I sighed as I heard a knock on the door. I turned my head to see Aria in the doorway, looking at Pam. When she looked at me, she just rolled her eyes and took her seat and the opposite end of Pam's bed.

"Aria-"

"Save it. I don't wanna hear a word from you."

Aria started.

"Noah and Aunt Sasha told me all the horrible things you did to Mom. You told her to kill herself. You sent Kyle after her to fucking rape her. What kind of sick human does that? You. You did that.

Maybe this is a slap in the face but it's the damn truth. You're a shit father. Actually, scratch that. You aren't even my father. I don't have a father as far as I'm concerned. I have a mother that needed to be protected. And you didn't do it. You could've pushed her back and protected her. But you didn't. And hell, maybe this is Mom's way of giving you what the fuck you asked her for. A successful way of killing herself.

Shouldn't you be happy? There's no blood on your hands. Go be with Mandy. I don't even know why you're still here to be honest. You never cared about her. You never cared about us. I hate you. I fucking hate you."

Aria said. Her words hit me like a knife in my heart. I was speechless. Are those things true? Did Pam want to die again? Is that why she took the bullet?

I looked down at Pam and sighed. I just wanted answers. I wanted her.