"You still don’t know, do you? Tomas has always loved me!"
Pain shot through me as I clenched my fists. "What… what did you just say?" my voice shook.
"These past two years, do you even know why Tomas spends all his time in the study? Because that room is filled with his love and longing for me!"
"He even said that even if you could have children, he’d find a way to make you miscarry. He would never let anyone compete with my child for the family inheritance! Hahaha!"
Shock and fury surged through me. "Aren’t you afraid Antonio will find out?"
At that moment, Antonio’s footsteps echoed from the stairwell.
Camila’s face changed in an instant. She suddenly grabbed my hand and slammed it against her own cheek. Then, as if losing her balance, she stumbled backward— And fell straight into Antonio’s arms.
Almost at the same time, Tomas and my parents’ furious voices rang out from the doorway.
"Samantha! Are you out of your mind?!"
Camila clutched her reddened cheek, tears streaming down her face like a fragile, weeping flower.
"Anton, I never thought… after two years, my sister would still hate me for taking you away."