Chapter 413 Found His Stone of Duality

I knew I shouldn't be so pessimistic, always thinking of the worst-case scenarios.

Zoey would be fine. She had to be fine.

But no matter how much I tried to comfort myself, the image of that snowy night when Silas drove a knife into me kept replaying in my mind. Back then, I never imagined something like that could happen.

The door creaked open, and Harlan stepped out, glancing around. "Where's Janice?"

"She went back," Carter replied.

"Back? That woman left me again!" Harlan stomped his foot in anger.

Perhaps he sensed Zoey's change and was growing uneasy.

Without saying more, he rushed off, and Carter followed him.

Left alone, I stared at the leftovers from last night's takeout on the table.

Zoey's words replayed in my mind.

"May you guys live long and happy lives."

She had already prepared herself to face death.

Knowing full well the danger ahead, she still chose to walk into the lion's den. She wanted to eliminate all the threats for me.

My fists clenched tightly and the nails dug into my palms until I felt a sharp pain.

A storm of hatred brewed in my heart.

Why was the world so unfair?

The wicked roamed free, living comfortably, while the good suffered and died young.

Whitney was still trapped in her nightmare, and I had narrowly escaped death at Amber's hands.

to be

to rewrite fate. Zoey was willing to take the hit for

who deserved death were Amber and the

of resentment engulfed me, spreading through every

something. I couldn't just let others

detail from the moment of my death up until

residence was rigged with bombs. Aside from the

was to relocate the Sanders and

of Carter's biological mother. Who was she and

did Yael refuse to call Amber "mom," yet Amber showed such kindness to her

entanglement did Carter's mother have with

out where Whitney's chip was hidden and remove

raced through my mind. I couldn't allow

of this. You

to

returned

off

demeanor had steadied significantly. The wild, forlorn look from the night before was

concern for

sure Zoey stays safe. Don't worry too much.

Whitney. If anything

vel.

more afraid of drawing unwanted attention than we are. Zoey's identity makes her the least likely to raise suspicion-she might actually pull off something

then gently patted my head. "Don't be

matter whose

my veins, I'll

swneverne

them as my

"You're not

some breakfast," he said, picking up the trash bag and heading to

fell into a serene calm, but I knew it was

way or another, we would face off against

I stepped outside for some

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