Chapter 95

Summer's POV No. I knew—knew in my bones—that whatever she was about to say would shatter something I'd barely held together. My lips parted before I could stop myself. "No," I breathed, my voice barely audible. "Don't." But she leaned in anyway, her words slicing through me like a blade."Alexander knows. He's always known the truth." My world stopped. My eyes widened in shock. "You're lying!" "Am I?" She laughed coldly. "He falsified the reports, covered up traces of the poison, altered everything to make you believe it was Foster's doing. Because he was afraid, Summer. Afraid that if you knew, you would never forgive yourself." The world tilted. My knees weakened, almost giving way beneath me. "You're lying... you're lying..." I whispered, the denial weak on my lips while my mind reeled. "Then why are you only hearing the truth now? Do you think anyone else had the courage to tell you?" Suddenly, her guard tackled me to the ground, pinning me beneath his weight. The air rushed from m