Chapter 207: The Weight of a First Kill

"I’m sorry." Primrose clung to Edmund’s arm, her head still bowed after throwing up. She turned her eyes away, unable to look at the mess she had made. It made her feel sick all over again. "I’m really sorry about this."

"Why are you apologizing?" Edmund guided her gently to the nearest garden bench, then crouched beside her, carefully wiping her mouth with a handkerchief.