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“W-why do you have that? Are you trying to blackmail me?”

Interesting. She knows I’m rich. I don’t need money. Yet, that is her first instinct to assume.

“No. That isn’t my style. I like to extract the truth. So tell me. This is the one opportunity to save your life.”

I stare into her soul, letting her know I’m not bluffing.

“I didn’t know him.”

I pick up the chair and turn it around to straddle it.

She watches nervously as I run the flat end of the blade across my hand. Processing. Making her wait.

Letting her think about her next move.

Slowly, I bring my gaze back to hers. Those blue eyes full of fear, full of sadness and regret.

“W-what do you know, Finn?” she asks quietly.

I shrug.

“You tell me what you think I know.”

I drag my finger across her lip.

“Life or fucking death, love. I’m prepared to fucking lose it all if you are.”

I already have.

There isn’t any going back from this.

My mask has slipped. She’s seen the real me. She knows too much.

I am unlovable.

I am a fucking psychopath.

And I don’t see a way back from this.

Chapter 64

STEPHANIE

He knows.

I fucking know he does.

And right now, he believes I am the enemy here.

I might be the woman he thinks I am. The murderer. But that, I don’t think, is his issue.

After what he’s revealed. After what I’ve seen.

It’s the betrayal. He’s made it clear that he let me in, that he started breaking down his walls for me.

And now, he thinks I’m a monster.

This whole facade is to hide his hurt. He’s acting out. Trying to show me the worst version of himself.

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