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Chapter 86\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 86\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
My uncle paused. \u201cImpossible\u2026 Sebastian is in a coma? What happened to him? How can he be in a coma?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk your daughter,\u201d I spat back. \u201cShe knows what she did.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
90\u00a0<\/p>\n
55 vouchern\u00a0<\/p>\n
My uncle looked at Riley. She shook her head fast, her face pale. My aunt jumped in before he could even think. \u201cWhat the hell are you talking about? Why would Riley be at fault for your brother being in a coma? We had no idea what happened to him to begin with. Don\u2019t blame others because you can\u2019t handle what\u2019s going on with your brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian tightened the hold on me and I twisted against it, but it did no good. I was held firmer. I forced the words out anyway. \u201cYour daughter threatened me. She threatened to harm Sebastian yesterday. She must have made someone do something to him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room went silent. My uncle looked torn, like he didn\u2019t know who to believe anymore. Nora scoffed and spoke up. \u201cIs that your evidence?\u201d Everyone turned to look at her. She kept going. \u201cBecause she threatened you, are you even making any sense? I doubt she threatened you, and even if she did, why would she do something like that? You\u2019re being delusional, Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley bobbed her head quickly at Nora\u2019s words. \u201cRight. It makes no sense.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I clenched my fists until my nails dug into my palms, my breath coming fast. I was trying so hard not to cry, the anger too much to hold in. I looked at my uncle, my voice shaking. \u201cThey said he fell from a window. He jumped. That\u2019s what the police are saying, Uncle.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes that make any sense? Why would Sebastian jump out a window? He is not suicidal. Please believe me, Riley has something to do with it. She made someone push Sebastian and now they\u2019re trying to pass it off as suicide. My brother would never kill himself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My chest felt like it would split. \u201cIt\u2019s not fair,\u201d I blurted. \u201cWhy should he have to go through this? Why should he get hurt only to be blamed for wanting to die?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My uncle\u2019s face fell. There was a sad look in his eyes. He took a step forward like he might grab me, but my aunt gripped his arm and stopped him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t tell me you honestly believe that girl, honey,\u201d she said, voice full of disbelief. \u201cRiley is not at fault. Do you think someone as innocent as our daughter would do something like that? She is lying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everyone was staring at my uncle now. Even Riley stopped pretending to cry for a moment, waiting to see what he would say. I looked at him too, my chest tightening. I didn\u2019t know why, but I wanted him to believe me. I wanted him to look me in the eye and tell me I wasn\u2019t crazy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was the only family member who had ever been kind to me. The only one who had taken my side, even if it was in small ways. He wasn\u2019t perfect, but he wasn\u2019t cruel like the rest. If anyone would try to see the truth, I thought it would be him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, his gaze met mine. I held on to it, my heart racing, but he looked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet, you\u2019re probably mistaken about this situation.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His words stabbed through me. My whole body went still. My heart dropped so hard it felt like I couldn\u2019t breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I saw my aunt smile out of the corner of my eye.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know my daughter,\u201d my uncle said. \u201cRiley is not the type of person to do something like that. You need to relax. What you should be doing right now is not making a scene, but focusing on helping your brother. I know many doctors who specialize in coma patients. I will call them, I\u2019ll make sure they treat him. And even when he wakes up, I\u2019ll arrange therapy for him. So\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 86\u00a0<\/p>\n
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690\u00a0<\/p>\n
please, don\u2019t throw blame without proof.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I just stared at him, my lips parting, but no sound came out. My eyes felt dry and wide, my chest hollow. Around me, I could feel everyone waiting for me to scream, and cry like a broken child. But instead, something else came out. A sound that surprised even me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A laugh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It started small, just a chuckle at the back of my throat. Then it grew louder, spilling out until it echoed through the living room. I couldn\u2019t stop. I laughed harder and harder, my body trembling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s face shifted in surprise above me, his grip loosening for a moment. Even he hadn\u2019t expected that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My uncle raised a brow, confused. My aunt frowned. Riley flinched. The whole room went silent at the sound of my laughter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head slowly, still laughing. \u201cWhat was I expecting from an adult? Every adult in my life has failed me. And I thought, you\u2019d be different? I thought maybe, you would believe me. But I shouldn\u2019t have expected anything more.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The laughter died down, but the hollow ache inside me only grew.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My uncle sighed, his voice softer. \u201cViolet, I\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I ignored him. My eyes slid to Julian. \u201cGet off me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Julian swallowed hard. For the first time, I saw hesitation flicker in his expression. Then he stepped back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pushed myself up, every muscle screaming in pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at Riley. She smiled, daring me to try anything else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I met each of their eyes. Even after everything these people had done, I still had a small hope that they could learn to accept us. That was why I avoided going to Hades for help. I was afraid I would lose myself by accepting his deal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had been lying to myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We couldn\u2019t live a normal life, at least not with any of them still breathing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I changed my mind. I would take his help. I would accept it, no matter what I had promised myself I would never become. Even if it meant marrying a devil, and bearing his child, I would do it. I would accept Hades Sinclair\u2019s help and use it to make them pay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKilling you would be mercy. You have to suffer tenfold what you did to me and my brother. I will make sure you wish you were all dead. I, Violet Moore, promise you all a life worse than hell.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They all moved back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at my uncle. \u201cIf it was the opposite and your kids were in the same shoes, uncle, you would have tried to find the truth,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A flicker of shock passed across his face, but I shut him out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was one person I had to see. One man who could burn the world for me if I let him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hades Sinclair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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