Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 505

Chapter 505

"I'll make it up to you for what my father did."

The words felt like a dull knife twisting in my chest. I looked straight at him. "Hayden, are you really just accepting this? "Haven't you been digging into this the whole time?

"Is this all you found-that your father tampered with the brakes and caused my parents' deaths?"

We'd suspected it might be true, but he'd promised me answers, promised me closure.

And now, instead of giving me that, he was just... accepting this inconclusive report. Even the police couldn't say it for sure.

Was this some kind of brush-off? Or did he just want me to hate him, to resent him because of his dad?

He didn't look at me, didn't say a word.

The bitterness tightened in my chest as I thought about how easily he'd pushed me away. "Hayden... did you already know about this? Is that why you broke up with me over what happened in Houston? Was it -just an excuse?" "No," he said firmly.

My eyes wavered.

have is this report, and it names my father as the prime 'suspect." I felt my breath hitch. "If... if Houston hadn't happened, and we were standing here with this report, would you still have broken up

my eyes, his gaze dark, almost haunted. "I

maybe even

you carrying that weight over your own parents," he said, his throat bobbing as he swallowed, "Keira, maybe we were never meant to be

him, a hollow laugh escaping. "Hayden, if you don't want to be with me, you don't need excuses or justifications. And don't act like it's for my sake." I looked him over, and suddenly, he felt like a stranger, even though he looked the same as

And as for whatever happened -between our parents? Even if it was your father's fault, won't hold that against you," I said,

toward my parents' graves.

me that hate only breeds

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just laughed and said no. They told me that because of that

tired smile. "When it came to loving you, I didn't waver. I never once thought

still love me-just less than he feared I might hot

a few steps closer to my parents gravestone. "Mom, Dad, this report finally

so suddenly. But in the end, it doesn't