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“While you’re out there, ask him to tell you what really happened to his parents.” Her eyes turn dark and a smug smile appears on her face.

With one hand on the door’s knob, I turn around to face the vile woman. “Not that is any of your business but he did tell me what happened to his parents.”

Laughing, she moves closer to where I am standing. “Oh, really?”

“What’s so funny?” I am tired of this woman. It’s been obvious for a while now that this crazy bitch can’t be trusted.

“How much of a joke you are, little girl.” I remain calm not wanting to give her the reaction she wants. “You have no idea the things one can find about another person when money is involved. It took me a while to figure out why he chose you out of the countless choices of women I presented to him two years ago. You, a child, that was his choice.” She looks at me as if I am the dirt under her ugly shoes. “I did some digging and I found out why he chose you, Parisi.” The way she says my name reminds me of the way Sebastian used to before. “Go.” She steps back and points to the door. “Ask him for the name of the man who murdered his dear parents in cold blood.”

Bitch.

How can someone look so giddy while talking about someone’s tragedy?

Confused, annoyed and over her shit, I give her my back and walk outside in search of him.

Wearing a white dress, it becomes soaked when I step a foot in the grass, making my way towards him. Meeting him in the middle, I forget we are surrounded by a dozen men and women with cameras and focus on him.

Dressed in a full suit, with his dark hair even darker from the rain falling down his forehead. Heartbreakingly gorgeous.

But then I see it.

The emptiness in his eyes was like before.

Cold.

Detached.

God, no.

Celene’s words hit me full force as I look into those blue eyes I’ve come to love so much, looking back at me as if I mean nothing. As if I am nothing.

Then I think back to Paris when he was closed off talking about his mother and when he acted strange when I asked what happened to his parents.

Missing pieces fall into place as the world comes crashing hard around me.

No.

Tears well in my eyes, and I don't blink them away. They mix with the rain anyways. “Who murdered your parents, Sebastian?”

There I see something other than emptiness.

Surprise turns to grief, then nothing again.

Empty.

Hollowed.

Unforgiving.

Sebastian has always been straightforward with me, or that is what I thought until now. Now, I don't know what to believe.

“You don't want to do this now, Arianna.” His voice sounds detached, almost robotically. Bored even.

“Tell me!” I snap, not caring that I make the front news again. Not caring about anything but the truth. “Tell me the name.”

His eyes don't look away from me when he delivers the first blow. “Parisi.”

“No.” Shaking my head, I wrap both arms around myself, subconsciously knowing this won't end well.

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