Chapter Forty Eight

Third Person POV.

Amber’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Kayden, her mind struggling to comprehend his

words. Her heart wavered between denial and a sinking feeling of dread.

Her mother had died in a car accident over twenty years ago, and it was a painful memory that had

haunted her for years, especially since it had happened on her birthday. How could Kayden claim

responsibility for something that happened so long ago, even before they ever thought they’d meet?

“What are you talking about, Kayden?” she asked. “My mother died in a car accident years ago. You

couldn’t have had anything to do with it.”

Kayden’s smirk only grew wider as he folded his arms across his chest, relishing the chaos he had

created. “Oh, but Amber, that’s where you’re wrong,” he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

Richard had been observing the exchange silently, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. He could already

guess where Kayden was headed, and he didn’t like it because he knew that it wouldn’t do Amber

good.

Finally, unable to stay silent any longer, he spoke up. “Amber, don’t listen to him. He’s just trying

to play mind games with you. Don’t pay any attention to him, and let’s just get out of here,” Richard

said.

any

Kayden’s voice rose to a thunderous volume as he mocked Richard’s reaction. “Scared, Romero? Well, you should be. You don’t want Amber to know the truth, do you? Because it won’t benefit you if she

finds out what really happened to her mother and everyone who knew about it. It’d ruin whatever sick

game you wanted to use her for,” he sneered, a sinister gleam in his eyes.

Confusion engulfed Amber as she shifted her gaze between Kayden and Richard. Her mind was a whirlwind

of emotions, desperately trying to understand what was going on and why Kayden seemed to be so

confident.

Kayden’s admission still lingered in her thoughts, but it made no sense. How could he be responsible

he was just a

breath, Amber turned to Richard, her voice trembling.

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has to say. I need to understand what this

face softened, his concern evident in his eyes. He could already tell that this wasn’t going to end well, and he started to feel nervous about the fact that the truth

Kayden chuckled wickedly, a sinister glint danced in his eyes. “Oh, Amber, I feel so sorry for you,” he taunted. “Your dear mother died in an accident. She got hit by a car, and I know you find it hard to believe, but I was the one who drove

in shock, unable to comprehend the truth that was unraveling before her. “No,” she muttered, her voice

to relish in the havoc he had wreaked in her life. “Oh, but it is possible,” he replied with a shrug. “Your stupid mother

entire being engulfed in shock and disbelief. The words that spilled

relentlessly in her

herself to accept the monstrous truth that was unraveling before her.

in horror as the pieces of a

picture.

happening.” Amber muttered.

revelation that her ex–husband, a man she had

for her mother’s tragic

to Kayden, her voice shaking. “Kayden… please tell me you’re messing around with me? You can’t be the one who killed my mother, it’s just not possible!” Her heart pounded in her chest, each beat

seriousness of the revelation. His expression

He met her gaze with an arrogant glimmer

believe you’re smart enough to put two and two together, Amber,” he

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of the betrayal seeped into her bones. Her mother’s death had not been an accident, but

the truth crashed down on her with crushing force. For two years, she had shared her bed

welled in Amber’s eyes, her voice trembling as she dared to ask the question that burned in. her. “How…how could you?” Her voice cracked with anguish, her heart splintering in

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of there. But he knew his turn was coming and for his own good, he knew better than to

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