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.

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echo with the faint sound

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inside.

me was a gesture of mercy She never expected I'd have the audacity to

matriarch, the one everyone feared-was unprepared for

She sat up in bed, her voice sharp.

deliberate, measured steps toward her. "Amber, it's me. Don't you remember? I'm the one Silas stabbed-one blade straight through me. It hurt so much, and it was so

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

mine. "Chloe, have you lost your mind? What are you doing here, acting like some ghost

chuckled softly. "Amber, are you sleeping

pulled back her blanket and lay down beside her. Amber's eyes widened in disbelief, her expression as

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

believe you would. But if I die, Carter won't live much longer either. Would you

why not remove the chip

You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or even kill yourself-l

agreeing to one demand would

a dagger, its blade glinting under the soft light. Positioning it

you underestimate what I'm willing

The blade sliced down without

build-up. My movements were too fast, catching her completely off guard. Bright red blood

still smiling. "Sorry for messing up your bed. But don't you think red looks

are you out of your mind?" Amber fumed, her rage palpable as she

held up the blood-dripping knife and gave her a bright, cheerful smile. "Amber, all I want is for 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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as I added, "Oh, and Amber, make sure you and Carter take care of

wrist because I'd been through this before. It looks dramatic and

Then, grabbing a towel, she pressed it firmly against the wound to stop the

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? His life is tied to yours! Is

mind yet? Because if you haven't, I

what you want!" she snapped, exasperated but cornered. Then, after a moment of silence, she relented, "Fine. I'll do

out her phone to make a call. Not long

edge of the bed, lit a