Chapter 63

Nora

I felt my blood still at his words as a cold shiver ran down my spine. He wasn't there the night my family members died? Was this him trying to play a trick on me? There was something about the way he said it, the sincerity in his voice that made him sound almost believable.

I frowned. He must think me a fool. He must have come with a cooked-up story hoping to serve it to me and watch as I eat it without spotting anything wrong. He must think I am still that naive girl from five years ago who would believe everything she was told.

That girl who had gone to his house the night after her parents had died hoping he would say he had nothing to do with their deaths…

If he had said that, I would have believed him and fought against the whole world with him. That was how much I had loved and trusted him. But right now, things are different. Right now, I am a grown woman who knows better.

I leaned into my seat and scoffed, deciding to engage him in a conversation laced with sarcasm. “I