“What are you babbling about?”

Georgia demanded furiously. Robert grabbed her hand.

“Don’t listen to her bullshit.”

Sierra, though, started cackling madly.

“Would I still lie to you about such a thing at a time like this? You can’t even imagine everything Robert’s been through in the past year. Why else would he have been so thankful, even believing me to the point of promising to marry me? I appeared at his side in the guise of a savior all along, and he couldn’t have been anything other than grateful.

“But all that acting and he still caught on. I wanted to ask you, Robert – before you planned to fake your death, where did I go wrong?”

Georgia tensed, fearful that Sierra was telling the truth. She looked nervously at Robert.

Robert smiled faintly at Sierra.

“Because you’re not Wesley’s biological mother. You made a misstep there, which led me to start suspecting you.”

“It was for that reason, huh.”

Sierra chuckled self-deprecatingly.

“I guess someone who’s not biologically related will never be able to act as loving as a real mother. No wonder you found something off. But so what? You can shut me up here, or even take me someplace to be tortured. You won’t be any better off, Robert Simpson. I don’t believe you’re unaware. Your body’s already been through all sorts of human experimentation. It’s run ragged. I don’t believe you can live long enough to be with Georgia for the rest of her life.”

was both hateful and

that gaze towards Robert, there was only mockery there, as if sneering at Robert’s victory,

trusted her instincts. At this moment, though, she was terrified of them, because she believed Sierra was telling

all true, then

Georgia

she telling

with insane laughter

outside. Don’t bother with her. She’s gone nuts, and she’s just

Georgia out of the basement. A freezing wind there seemed to rustle at her and goosebumps rose on her skin. Georgia felt icy, and a sheer, consuming fear was spreading across her

from the basement, the winter sun shone on her, but she felt none of the warmth, only

wrapped his arms around her

get hung up over Sierra’s words. She’s just taking it out on

death, I can look over it, but if something like that happened again, and you kept it from me deliberately, I really wouldn’t be able to forgive

trembling with fear, looked at Robert standing

tall and handsome as the man she’d known

year over

else. When you first had your incident, your leg wound hadn’t fully healed yet. The original plan was to go through a few more neural surgeries, then stand again slowly through physical therapy. That was a long plan that needed a whole year, but you disappeared after

reddened. Sierra’s talk of human experimentation resonated through her

that was definitely no normal lab, but

sorts of psychopathic tests. Georgia couldn’t even picture what Robert had

idiot right now. How was it Robert

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