If I had left Devin right away, none of this would have happened. Devin Tate had a firm grasp on my life. Holding shit over my head that I had done because of him. It wasn’t my fault that I had fallen into the clutches of his wrath but it was my fault that I never listened to Troy in the first place.“You!” Troy shoved out of my grip, interrupting my thoughts and rose to his feet. “It’s your fault. Your fault that you ended up with Devin. Your fault that Patrick is dead! He’s dead!” Troy screamed. He gripped his chest, pulling at his shirt and shook his head repeatedly. “He didn’t do anything. He was innocent in all of this. He was!”Tears streamed down my face and all I could do was listen to Troy yell at me. Blame me for the death of his boyfriend. His love.“Stop. This is not her fault. You know that. You’re just upset,” I heard Parker say.“No! I’m not just upset. I’m fucking furious. And you,” Troy shouted. “Maybe if you would never have left, Patrick would still be alive.
