Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 448

Chapter 448: I didn’t Kill Her

Selene’s POV

The moment Olivia fainted, I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t stand it; rather, I just ran out of the room. I was being suffocated, and if I didn’t leave, I might have passed out myself too. Before anyone could stop me, I turned and ran. My footsteps echoed down the long hallway, my heart pounding loudly. I didn’t know where I was going — I just needed air, space, anything that wasn’t that room. By the time I burst into the garden, the night air hit me hard. I stumbled forward, gripping a stone pillar as I tried to breathe. The moonlight bathed everything in silver, but it didn’t calm me. It only made the ache sharper.

Then I heard footsteps behind me — fast, urgent.

"Selene!"

I turned, and my stomach twisted. Frederick. He looked... wrecked. His usual calm was gone. His eyes were wide with worry as he reached for me. "Selene—"

"Don’t," I hissed, jerking back. "Don’t touch me."

He froze, his hand halfway in the air. "I just wanted to make sure you’re alright."

"Alright?" I let out a broken laugh. "You think anyone in that room is alright?"

He looked down, guilt flickering in his eyes. "I’m sorry," he said quietly. "I didn’t come sooner. I didn’t know—"

"Stop." My voice cracked as I cut him off. "Just stop lying."

He frowned slightly. "Selene—"

"I hate you."

He blinked, startled, his brows drawing together. "I know you’re angry," he said softly, "but this isn’t the time—"

"No," I interrupted, my voice sharper this time. "You don’t understand."

His eyes met mine, confusion spreading across his face.

"I don’t mean I hate you because of what happened," I said, shaking my head slowly. "I mean, I hate you. Truly. Deeply. And I don’t want to pretend anymore."

completely lost. "What are you

into fists. My chest rose and fell quickly as I

"... Deborah?" he repeated carefully, as if the word were a

Voss," I finished for him. "My

His face went pale.

her daughter.

but

his voice barely a

chest rising and

actually looked... happy. His lips parted in disbelief, and for a split second something warm flickered in his eyes. "Selene," he said quietly, as if

My jaw clenched. "Yes."

awe. "She

coldly. "The Deborah you

face went blank. "Killed?" he repeated, his tone shifting.

I slapped him hard across the face. "Don’t you dare pretend!" I shouted, my voice trembling with anger. "You know exactly what

at me — stunned, confused —

through it. "Before my mother took her last breath from

Frederick’s brows furrowed. "What—"

told me," I spat, "that you sent one of your maids to deliver a drink to her — a glass of wine, a gift from you." My voice broke.

slightly, but

made it home alive," I went on, tears burning my eyes. "I watched her collapse in front of me, coughing blood — and before she died,

own student. All because she made a discovery that should have been hers — a discovery you wanted credit

world had stopped moving. His breathing slowed. His eyes darted back and forth between mine, searching for something — maybe

worth it? Taking her work, her life, her name — was it worth it just to

mind. For a second he didn’t say anything — just looked, like he

true," he finally said, his voice

bitter. "Not

small and restless. "Listen," he said. "Listen to me. I

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