Chapter 423

Briony's pupils shrank in shock.

She'd done it.

She'd finally driven the blade of her hatred straight into Stewart's body with her own hands.

Warm, sticky liquid seeped across her palm.

She knew it was Stewart's blood.

But Stewart didn't move-not even a flicker of resistance.

Was he dead?

Was Stewart... dead?

Had she killed someone?

Tears slipped down her cheek.

Briony's breath came in ragged gasps, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"Bryn..."

Stewart slowly lifted his head to look at her.

face had gone deathly pale, sweat beading across

if snapping out of a trance. Her hand jerked away from the knife's hilt, and with a strangled cry, she

grunted in pain, collapsing onto

scrambled upright, frantically crawling backwards. When she hit the edge of the bed, she tumbled off and crashed onto the floor.

"Bryn..."

the

upright. He staggered after her, voice

hear him. Without a backward glance,

Stewart, terrified she might hurt herself, gritted

as it

barefoot, fled all the way to the edge

Stewart's blood-old stains and new,

railing with both hands, spinning to face Stewart as he caught up.

Stewart stopped immediately.

of the deck,

shrieked

at sea, the weather shifted in an instant-lightning forked through the sky, thunder rumbled. The storm was about

the heavy wedding dress only made her look more fragile, almost swallowed by

Stewart watched, heart clenching with panic, convinced the wind could sweep her into the

I'm not going to force you anymore..." he called, inching slowly

stand there. Come here. We'll

I'll never believe you

clung to the rail as the wind battered her,

the sky again and again. To

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