Despite our strained relationship over Michael, he couldn’t help but cry seeing my shattered self and Skylar's lifeless body.
"Where’s the hit-and-run driver? Where’s Michael?
"How could such a thing happen, and why isn’t he here?"
Aiden asked, but I was too exhausted to answer.
He called Michael, who answered quickly.
"Michael, where the hell are you? Skylar was in an accident, and you're not at the hospital. How could you leave my sister to face this alone? How could you be so heartless?"
Aiden had put the call on speaker.
After a pause, Michael's harsh voice came through.
"So, is she trying to fool me with her cheap tricks again? Even dragging you into her act?
"Tell her to stop these disgusting tactics. It only makes me hate her more."
The line went dead.
Aiden was furious and punched the wall hard.
"That bastard!"
My usually calm brother cursed.
He walked up to me with red eyes and patted my head like he did when we were kids.
He said, "Clara, don't be afraid. You still have me."
With Aiden’s comforting words, my tears that had just stopped burst out again.
Aiden hated seeing me cry. He awkwardly wiped my tears, his voice choked.