“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 pitying

gaze towards Robert, there was only mockery there, as if sneering at Robert’s victory, and the time he didn’t have to enjoy said

her instincts. At this moment, though, she was terrified of them, because

all true, then

know at all. Georgia looked

she telling

howled with insane laughter as Robert took Georgia’s

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

rustle at her and goosebumps rose on her

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

paler, Robert wrapped his arms around her and

over Sierra’s words. She’s just taking it

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

fear, looked at Robert standing

handsome as the man

the events of the year over

then stand again slowly through 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

talk of human experimentation resonated through her

hate worked, that was definitely no normal lab, but the sort of sick,

labs that put human bodies through all sorts of psychopathic tests. Georgia couldn’t even picture what Robert

the world’s biggest idiot right now. How was it Robert

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