Cedric pretended to faint, but before closing his eyes, he urged her to get him to the hospital.
Lavinia shot me a hateful glare before quickening her steps and dragging Cedric away. In the end, I lost all strength and collapsed on the ground, and not once did she look back at me.
At the hospital, Lavinia sat anxiously on a bench, her restlessness showing through. She didn’t even know why, but my pale, powerless face kept flashing in her mind. Could it be that Phineas was hurt, too?
Just then, the doctor came out and told her Cedric’s wounds weren’t serious. Even so, her heart still wouldn’t settle. After giving Cedric only a brief glance, she found herself wanting to go look for me.
But Cedric clung to her with excuse after excuse, keeping her from leaving and not even letting her answer calls.
By the fourth day, when Lavinia could no longer fight the panic pressing in her chest and finally tried to step outside, several police officers appeared before her.
“You must be Cedric!”
“You’re guilty of two serious crimes, fraud and murder. You pretended to be mentally ill and used a knife to kill two people.”
“The victims were a mother and son, Odette and her son Phineas.”
