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"Can I show it to you? It shows some of the injuries, so it's not pretty…"
Her warning was moot as she was already tapping on her phone.
I glanced again at Gray. He had insisted on hearing every word of our conversation.
I could see that he was at the end of his rope. Deep furrows were etched into his forehead, which was smeared with soot. His shirt was singed, and the emptiness in his eyes…
"Amelia?"
"Hm?"
"The photo."
I grimaced in pain. I didn't want to see it. But I forced myself to tear my gaze from Gray and instead look at the screen.
The next moment, I was bent over, retching beside the table. The door burst open, and then Gray was by my side. One hand on my back, the other holding my hair back as I succumbed to the floor.
I would have liked to blame it on the alcohol from earlier in the evening.
But it was more likely because the face of my ex-boyfriend leaped out at me from the photo shown by Sergeant Williams.
"I did warn you…" she muttered.
Gasping, I straightened up.
"I don't care about his condition," I let her know, gagging again. "That's… my ex. Gray had banished him from his property a few days ago after I made it clear to him that I wasn't…"
I had to vomit again.
"That she's no longer interested in him." Gray finished my sentence with a growl. From the corner of my eye, I saw that he, too, had glanced at the photo. "That's definitely him. This…"
He bit back an insult in front of Sergeant Williams, who had cleared her throat uncomfortably. She then handed me a bottle of water.
"Here. I'll check if we have something to clean up. But… it's reassuring that it confirms my suspicion. I only met him once, so I wasn't completely sure."
As soon as she left the room, tears welled up in my eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Gray. Because of me, your whole life's work is ruined. I… oh, god." My sobs turned into more gagging.
Whenever the image of the photo flashed before my eyes, I felt sick again.
Gray reached for my chin and looked at me seriously.
Fear coursed through my veins.
"Did you tell him to do this?"
"N-no?!"
"Then it's not your fault, little one. Do you hear me? He chose to be a terrible person. And none of it is your fault." His voice soothingly wrapped around all my frayed nerves. Still, tears spilled over, which he immediately wiped from my face.
I pushed myself to my feet and into his arms, syncing my breathing with his. Gradually, my heartbeat slowed down and my stomach felt less upset.
"It seems I owe you an apology."
We both looked up at the same time to see Sergeant Williams standing in the doorway. How long had she been watching us?
I detached myself from Gray and sank back into my chair.
