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16. Who To Blame
"...it's my fault."
"What?" Gray Stewart looked at her over her shoulder.
"It's...It's," Zia's voice was breaking. "It's my fault," she muttered as she looked at Gray and a teardrop unbiddenly escaped her eyes.
"What--you really believe whatever that reptile said?" Gray gestured her hand to the door where Belinda was dragged.
"B-but, w-what if it's...what if it's true?"
"What if it's true?" Gray approached her and leaned on the foot of Edward's bed, crossed arms. "So what? Are you just gonna let that kid die?"
"W-what?" Zia's brows furrowed.
"Look, let's say you didn't run away, let's say he was able to catch up with you while y
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