Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 423 Lunatic

We held each other tightly, Whitney trembling with emotion.

"Chloe, did she hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine," I reassured her.

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Whitney, unconvinced, let go of my hands and circled me, inspecting every inch as if to make sure I was unharmed. Only after confirming I was fine did she finally exhale in relief. Taylor, still nursing his bleeding wrist, looked equally astonished. "She didn't lay a hand on you?"

I glanced at the wound on his wrist, evidence of Whitney's fierce resistance, though he seemed entirely indifferent to the pain.

"Not only did she not hurt me," I said with quiet confidence, "but she'll send me back herself. Do you believe that?"

Taylor's brows furrowed, but after a moment, he muttered, "You're still standing here unharmed, so yeah, I guess it's not impossible."

Whitney quickly interjected, her voice urgent. "Chloe, then you should leave right away!"

I wasn't just planning to leave; I wanted Amber to personally send both Whitney and me out the door.

This was the best chance I'd get. Still, Taylor's possessiveness toward Whitney was a looming obstacle, and I knew better than to reveal my intentions in front of him.

I reached out, gently cupping Whitney's face. "I just want to spend a little more time with you."

"Chloe, you're too naive," she murmured, shaking her head.

Naive? Maybe.

But I also knew Taylor must have used me as leverage to control her over the years.

Whitney could have given up long ago, but she endured all of it-for the Sanders family.

If she could bear so much, then helping her was the least I could do.

"Don't worry about me," I said with a reassuring smile. Just rest. Stop overthinking.

Obediently, she nodded, though the worry in her eyes lingered.

Both Whitney and Taylor knew Amber's nature far better than I did. If she had intended to harm me, I wouldn't still be breathing.

The fact that she hadn't made a move was proof enough-I was safe.

night fell, the

with the faint sound of my

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inside.

of mercy She never expected I'd have the audacity to invade her

the one everyone feared-was unprepared for this lunatic barging in at

the door unlocking alerted her. She sat up in bed, her voice

took deliberate, measured steps toward her. "Amber, it's me. Don't you remember? I'm the one Silas

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her bedside lamp shattered-the-darkness, its warm yellow light flooding

have you lost your mind? What are you doing here, acting like some ghost

are you sleeping well? Because

down beside her. Amber's eyes widened in disbelief, her expression as if she were staring

luck!" she hissed, her teeth clenched. "Do

I believe you would. But if I die, Carter won't live much longer either. Would you be able to stomach that?

no interest in Whitney, why not remove the chip and let her go? It

has ever dared to threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or even kill yourself-l couldn't care less.

demand would only invite

was prepared for that. I pulled out a dagger, its blade glinting under the soft light.

you underestimate what I'm willing to do for my

blade

too fast, catching her

for messing up your

of your mind?" Amber fumed, her rage palpable as she nearly

Whitney to leave safely. I know exactly what I'm doing. If you don't believe I'll kill myself. should I go for the throat next? Or straight to the heart-what do

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expression darkened as I added, "Oh, and Amber, make sure you and

It looks dramatic and bleeds a lot, but

Then, grabbing

gritted teeth, "How could Carter fall in love with someone as twisted as you? Do you even think about him when you pull stunts like this?

a sweet smile. "Amber, have you made up your mind yet? Because if you haven't, I

snapped, exasperated but cornered. Then, after a moment of silence,

towel harder against my wrist, pulling out her phone to make a call. Not long after, a man in black entered

edge of the bed, lit a cigarette and gave a cold command. "Bandage her