Blue returned to his house with weak legs. He'd been the one seeking answers, he got them. Now, what was he going to do with the answers?
Blue slowly went to his room and crawled into the bed. He coiled on the bed, wrapping his hands around his stomach.
There was only one thought in his head:
'How could Winter be so inhumane?'
How could anyone continue to live with themselves after doing such horrible things?
Blue could remember the amount of times that Winter had told him that he'd done wrong things to omegas in the past. However, Blue couldn't imagine that the wrong things would be like this.
Blue gripped the sheets tightly.
Even though it was in the past. That past Winter was the kind of person whom Blue wouldn't hesitate to break their jaw if he had known about his behavior.
Kendall was right.
