CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Achilles spent the entire day brooding in his bedroom. The guilt he felt would not let him step to see anyone. Diana telling him she was disappointed in him was just the last straw and he had no idea what he should do with himself.
He knew facing Alex would be the worst because he would chastise him about how poorly he had acted. Bella on the hand would not even want to see him.
He had committed an abominable act and felt so ashamed of himself. Never in his life had he imagined that he would raise his hand against a woman, let alone against the woman who was carrying his child.
"I'm nothing but a brute!" He cursed as he ran his fists into the wall.
"You know that won't stop the guilt you feel in your heart" A voice spoke from behind and he recognized that voice to be Diana's. He tiredly placed his head on the wall and let the tears fall freely. "Now, she hates me"