Chapter 1284:

A cold shiver surged through her, sending static across her skin. Her ears rang. The room spun a little. She froze, her thoughts folding in on themselves. Then, from the eye of the storm, Collin cut in almost casually. “Didn’t you want him dead?”

Her lips parted. She nodded. Then she shook her head.

Then nodded again. No—wait. Yes. No. Yes. She sat there, glitching.

Collin raised a brow, completely confused. He clicked his tongue and sighed. “What are you doing? Speak. You’ve got a mouth, don’t you?”

That jolted her. She swallowed and tried again. “Felix was a jerk,” she mumbled. “But… killing him? That’s too far. You did it for me, and I… I—” The rest collapsed in breathy stutters.

Collin, still oddly patient, slid a hand around her waist. “You what?” he coaxed.

Her eyes dropped to the floor. Her voice came out softer, slower. “You didn’t have to go that far for me…”

crossed a line, risked everything, for her. The weight of that truth ached in her chest—tender, confusing,

a quiet laugh from

eyes flew up.

have laughed. She was just so

brushing his thumb across her cheek like

just kill someone…” Linsey said slowly, caught in his earnest gaze,


Collin could say more, she suddenly snapped to attention. “The police!” she

behind him, fumbling to push his wheelchair toward a better hiding

to stop her. “Hide? That’s not

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it will help!” she cut in, still wobbling slightly on her feet from the alcohol. But she looked dead serious. “I’ll take the blame. I’ll tell

fall for me?” he

what you’re saying? This isn’t

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