[Besides, Raphael has been using you all along. If you don't believe me, check the notes on his phone. You'll find every plan he's made to slowly destroy you and your family.]
Suddenly, memories of the accident flashed through my mind.
The blinding light that had engulfed us. The deafening screech of tires. The brutal impact that sent me crashing into darkness.
So, with Colette’s message seared into my brain, I realized the truth.
That was not just an accident. It was orchestrated.
How cruel could the Moreau family be, that they were willing to kill their own son in the process?
Suddenly, the door creaked open, pulling me from my thoughts. Raphael stepped in, his face etched with worry. His eyes softened the moment they landed on me, but I no longer saw him the same way.
Wordlessly, I reached for my phone, my fingers still trembling as I handed it to him.
His brows furrowed as he played the video. The color drained from his face.
"This…" His voice wavered. His grip on my phone tightened. "I… I had no idea."
I scoffed, turning my gaze away.