Chapter 380\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maddox never admitted he stopped loving me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not even now-when his hand released my shoulder like I was something that disgusted him, something unworthy of being touched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My arms hung uselessly at my sides, trembling. My knees threatened to give. I felt like someone had hollowed me out and left nothing but skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaddox\u2026\u201d My voice cracked-hoarse, broken, full of the ache I could no longer hide.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the moment I opened my mouth, everything spilled out at once. I couldn\u2019t hold it back anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIT WASN\u2019T ME!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The scream tore from my throat, raw and ragged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he didn\u2019t believe me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
None of them did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maddox\u2019s eyes darkened-not with concern, but with judgment. Cold. Condemning. Like he wasn\u2019t looking at the girl he used to call his mate, but at a criminal caught in the act.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then-Kael.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His fingers seized the back of my head so roughly my neck jerked. He forced me to face the hospital bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLook!\u201d he snarled. \u201cLook at what you did, Riley!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tessa lay there like a ghost-her skin gray, her lips tinged blue, her throat covered in bruises.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to deny this too?\u201d Kael\u2019s voice cracked with fury. \u201cIf it wasn\u2019t you, then who left those marks on her neck? Scarlett? You really expect us to believe the same lie-again?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His voice trembled with disbelief,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I whispered, shaking my head, blinking through tears, \u201cI didn\u2019t-I didn\u2019t do this-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou just woke up and tried to kill her?\u201d he spat. \u201cYou couldn\u2019t wait even an hour before trying to silence the only witness?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Witness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That word struck me like lightning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tessa was the only one who could clear my name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
14:30 Wed, Dec 31\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 380\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now they thought I\u2019d tried to kill her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maddox\u2019s jaw clenched. \u201cJust like five years ago-you lured her into the Black Forest with that fake message, knowing the Rogues were hunting in the area. She\u2019s been in a coma ever since. All because you were jealous of her friendship with Scarlett.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I flinched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart pounded so hard I could barely breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stood behind them, quiet, tearful, covered in scratches from our fight. Her eyes were red. Her voice trembled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t me,\u201d she whimpered, voice catching on a sob. \u201cRiley just-just attacked her out of nowhere. I tried to stop her, that\u2019s how she scratched me-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She held up her arms, revealing my claw marks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou liar.\u201d I croaked. \u201cYou almost killed her-!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the room was no longer listening to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
0\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael, Maddox, Ronan-one after the other, they circled in, voices rising like a pack ready to tear me apart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hasn\u2019t changed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s worse.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe should\u2019ve stayed locked up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t take it anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Their voices blurred into static. My ears rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was just like five years ago. The same people. The same accusations. No matter what I said, no matter how loud I screamed-I was always the villain in their story.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I felt my head spin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My legs buckled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Suddenly, I was falling through time-back to that cursed night in the Black Forest. The smell of blood. The Rogues. The silence after the scream. And their voices, echoing like wolves howling in judgment-calling me a monster, a liar, a killer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now it was happening again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett-the real monster-was crying pretty tears, and I was the one they wanted to see burn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I barely felt it when Kael shoved me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I barely registered the sting in my ribs when Ronan grabbed my arm and slammed me into the wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
14:30 ed, Dec\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 380\u00a0<\/p>\n
The wind was knocked clean from my lungs. My back screamed in pain. My vision flashed white.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was shouting something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Accusing. Cursing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then his hands wrapped around my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Too tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My body jerked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I clawed at his wrists, but I was too weak. Too slow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My lungs seized, desperate for air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cP-please\u2026\u201d I rasped, black dots dancing in my vision.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room swam. My knees gave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everything faded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I forced the words out, one last time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGet\u2026 the doctor\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u5408\u00a0<\/p>\n
798\u00a0<\/p>\n
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