Clyde met Micah's unwavering gaze, and something inside him twisted. His heart bled at the raw desperation hidden in those hazel eyes. What on earth had gone through his head to make such a decision? It wasn't the choice of someone ordinary. It wasn't even rational.
Micah was also a victim. Innocent. In all the mess of the switch, wasn't he? So why should he be the one paying the price for a privilege that had been shoved into his arms against his will? Could he even have refused it? He had been a newborn baby, helpless, not an adult.
Yeah. Darcy had been unfortunate. His loss was real, his life twisted into something it shouldn't have been. But was it necessary for Micah to go to this extreme? Did he deserve to bury himself beneath guilt that was never his to bear?
