ria'
made it hom
m the police asking to come in for questi
skidded off a narrow turn and crashed into a ditch. It caught fi
s the last person
mach d
talk, that we'd made peace. I even showed them our café receipt, the timestamp. The security
lous of her. And now she was dead
pulled, but somehow, I was removed f
ouldn't believe i
find the killer. He was convinced someone had tampered
e
ice ruled it an accide
.. never
d. The woman who stole my future was go
d her gone. I had fantasized about her disappear
dly to be there for him. To hold his hand. T
everything
ck and said nothing. I stood near t
ka not
he appeared at my side and gra
u doing here?" he gro
lowly. "I came to
, eyes bloodshot. "Yo
h to respond, bu
egistry tomorrow.
ed. "Wh
dropped my wrist and walked awa
spicious. I should have q
till in love with him. Because some part
showed up at the regist
lovesic
dge congratulated us. There were no photos. No kiss. No smiles. Just
detached, kept his gaze directed at the road, eyes distant, hurt still lingering in them. I had to remind myself that this was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, I
t the mansion and he turned to m
y I did this
already terrified of w
you kill
fr
y so you could tamper with her car. I know it
ot true-"
d. "The police might've let you go
nt dry. "Yo
during our café meeting. I sure as hell hadn't been anywhere near Isis' car that day, I didn't even know the color or the bran
roof?" I asked
of an anonymous text message that read: She did
linking in disbelief. "An
" He laughed bitterly. "You killed the woman I lo
t me
't a seco
ent. I had been se
y rules but you'll find no peace. You'll go from the spoiled little brat you are to rueing the day you were brought into this world.
zen in the backseat of the car. Tears poo
o it. Blinded by love.
e years, I p
was o
, it wa
ealed. Not yet free of the
carrying a
job. No idea where I would go once I landed in New Z
ck against the seat
ore
re mi
egging to
cratch. Stronger. Smarter. And ne

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