Chapter 352
Chapter 200: You Need Help
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For a moment, none of us moved. No one breathed. No one blinked. And then, unexpectedly Roman let out a sharp, incredulous laugh- the kind that sounded almost painful.
“Remember when you said my side of the family was worse? ” he asked, running his hand through his hair. “Yeah. I don’t think so
anymore p>
I shot him a look but he only grinned wider. I tore my gaze away from him because if I focused on anything other than the chaos
unraveling in front of me, I’d lose my mind.
“That’s not true,” I murmured, mostly to myself. “That’s impossible… What about Dean? ” His name was the first that flew out of my mouth, but it didn’t matter. I just needed something–anything–to make sense.
Chloe shrugged, her face annoyingly calm. “Fuck him,” she said flatly. “I never liked him p>
I blinked twice. “What? Chloe, you literally made out with him. I saw you. You were even having sex with him! ” My voice rose without my
permission.
Chloe stiffened at the reminder–barely, but I caught it. Her eyes flicked to Paula before she tilted her chin up. “Well… I swing both ways,” she declared, attempting confidence. “And besides, I wanted to cause you pain. I loved seeing you cry.” She smirked like it was some sort
of victory.
She further added, “Why choose one flavour when I can have the whole menu? ”
Roman groaned into a laugh. “Fucking hell. Your family tree is nuts, Savannah p>
But I wasn’t laughing. Something inside me cracked.
“No,” I said sharply. “You’re lying. You’re up to something. What about-” I searched desperately for another name, another detail, something to break whatever twisted story she was weaving. “What about Zane? You used to date him p>
She rolled her eyes. “And? ”
I pointed at Paula, anger rising like a wave I couldn’t pull back even if I wanted to. “You dated both brother and sister? That’s disgusting, Chloe. You need help p>
“I don’t need help,” she snapped. “Least of all from you. Leave me alone p>
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“And Zane?” I whispered, the words burning my tongue. “Wasn’t he… the father of the baby p>
Chloe nodded without shame. “Yes. He was. It was a mistake. We hooked up one night and it happened. I didn’t know the idiot would ruin everything by getting me pregnant.” She folded her arms with an irritated pout, like this was somehow everyone else’s fault but hers. “If he hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t have had to pin it on Dean. And then everything wouldn’t have blown up in my face p>
She huffed. “I’d have probably succeeded in ruining you. Dean messed up everything. So annoying p>
The world tilted. It physically tilted. My knees weakened and I had to grab onto Roman’s shirt for balance. The words hit me like a fist- every syllable confirming the truth I already feared.
The bonding I thought we’d done? The emotional progress? The idea that maybe, finally, she’d become a person I could reach–someone I
could understand–even just a little?
All of it had been in my head. All of it. Chloe hadn’t changed. She wasn’t healing. She wasn’t remorseful. She wasn’t confused or lost or
scared.
No.
She was exactly the same vile, manipulative, selfish person she’d always been. Something inside me snapped. I didn’t plan it. I didn’t
think. My body just moved.
Crack.
My palm connected with her face in a slap so sharp and vicious it echoed. Her head whipped so fast I feared I’d actually hurt her. She stumbled, her hand flying to her cheek as she let out a shriek that pierced the air.
“What the hell is your problem?! ” she screamed.
Paula took one look at Chloe and lunged toward me with fire in her eyes probably ready to attack, ready to do God–knows–what. But she
didn’t get far.
“Don’t even think about it p>
Roman didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t even move an inch. But his tone froze the air.
Paula stopped mid–stride. Her rage turned into something else entirely–a stuttering fear she tried to hide but couldn’t.
“She hit her!” Paula snapped, pointing with a shaking finger. “Why would you hit her p>
Crack.
My hand flew before I even saw it happening. Another slap. This time across Paula’s face.
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Her mouth dropped open. Chloe gasped like someone had thrown acid at her. “Savannah!” she screeched.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.