“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.”

a vicious gaze that was

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

this moment, though, she was terrified

all true, then what

Georgia looked in

telling the

insane laughter

with her. She’s gone

there seemed to rustle at her and goosebumps rose on her skin. Georgia felt icy, and a sheer, consuming

the basement, the winter sun shone on her,

wrapped

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

about anything. No matter how difficult it is or how much hidden troubles you have, you shouldn’t keep it from me. The first time you faked your 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 you. I’m willing to face any problem

trembling with fear, looked at Robert

and handsome as the man she’d

events of the year over her head, her lips

physical therapy. That was a long plan that needed a whole year, but you disappeared after the first surgery. You kept on vanishing this year, and I don’t believe Sierra would have gotten anyone to help you with surgery, much less get a bunch of peak neural surgeons together to operate on you. Ivan couldn’t have been able to

eyes reddened. Sierra’s talk of human experimentation resonated

normal lab, but the sort of sick, underground human research

sorts of psychopathic tests. Georgia couldn’t

the world’s biggest idiot right now.

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