Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 423 Lunatic

We held each other tightly, Whitney trembling with emotion.

"Chloe, did she hurt you?"

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

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.

As night fell, the world grew eerily still.

the faint sound of my footsteps on the hardwood

hadn't left; I knew she was in her room on the second floor. Moving

she thought sparing me was a gesture of mercy. She never expected I'd have

Carlyn-the untouchable matriarch, the one everyone feared-was unprepared for this

alerted her. She sat up in bed, her voice

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

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

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

"Amber, are you sleeping

her blanket and lay down beside her. Amber's eyes widened in disbelief,

her teeth clenched.

that? Amber, I've figured out your weakness. You've already lost this game." "Amber,

threaten me? You can cut yourself, throw a tantrum, or even kill yourself I couldn't care less. Just get

clear: agreeing to one demand would only invite

pulled out a dagger, its blade glinting under

willing to do for

hesitate. The blade sliced down

too fast, catching her completely off guard.

smiling. "Sorry for messing up

you out of your mind?" Amber fumed,

head slightly, I held up the blood-dripping knife and gave her a bright, cheerful smile. "Amber, all I want is for Whitney to leave safely know exactly what

heart-what do

be quicker?"

and Amber, make sure you and

because I'd been through this before. It looks dramatic and bleeds a lot, but it's rarely fatal

from my hand, her movements sharp and full of anger. Then, grabbing a towel, she pressed it

the while,

teeth How could

Do you even think about him when you pull stunts like this? His life is tied to yours! Is this what his love means to you? To watch

the one

gave her a sweet smile. "Amber, have you made up your mind yet? Because

but cornered. Then, after a moment of silence, she relented, "Fine. I'll

spoke, she

against my

phone

after, a

room,

with him.