Too late

I should not have hesitated. I should have gone with the reluctance I felt and now you have paid for my selfishness and foolishness...

If I were not a coward and came to your aid earlier, you wouldn't have suffered such injustice...

The sin is mine. The crime is mine. They wanted, no needed relief for their losses, their grief, they needed an outlet for their pain. A scapegoat to bear the blame, someone to punish, to suspect and I was just unfortunate to be there...

This story contains mature themes, triggers, and a bunch of other stuff. Reader's discretion is advised! This is my first story on Wattpad so forgive any mistakes and grammatical errors. This story will be mostly written in the third person or narrative pls be patient with me.
The cover isn't mine compliments to the artist!
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