Thick as Thieves (The Greystone Family: Stolen Hearts #3)

Chapter 35

35

Xander

I’m kneeling on the floor of my sons’ bedroom. Their empty cribs are mocking me, the indentations of their little bodies still in the mattress. I put my hand to the sheets, splaying my fingers out to try to touch them. No warmth. But their scent lingers in the room.

The screams just keep coming. It’s the complete annihilation of my life. How could she have thought I would be with anyone else? She was my world. They were my world. I told her I wanted love, didn’t she trust me? Had I done anything to shake that trust? I go back over the past few months. I hadn’t, I’m sure. I loved her.

My heart is banging manically in my chest. I hear Kell roaring with pain. He’s dropped to all fours like an animal. But I can’t help him. Not this time. I can’t even save myself.

Why did I even suggest that fucking club? I didn't really need it. I could have done whatever I wanted at home with them. And only them. Not put Evie in a position where she had to listen to the biggest load of bullshit ever. Was a blue room in a sex club worth it? No it wasn’t. She is worth it. She is worth everything. I would give everything up for her, for him. For them. My family.

Through my ego and intent on her enjoying whatever I wanted to dish up, I’ve cost us our family. I’ve cost Kell his children, his wife. Through my hamartia I’ve killed us all.