Chapter 293:
How much longer would she have to endure this humiliation?
She had never meant to be caught in a situation like this—
Yet here she was.
“How did you find out?” she asked, forcing her voice to remain calm, steadying herself.
“I’ve been watching you,” he admitted, a wicked glint in his eyes. “And the last time I did, it paid off. I saw you lurking while the Kings and Aurora placed their flowers on Ivy’s grave.”
He cleared his throat and straightened his back, his gaze locking onto hers with unsettling precision.
“Something about the way you stood there… it felt off. It piqued my interest.”
Rosa’s breath hitched as his words settled in.
He had studied her.
Closely.
“I watched you carefully. Your expression wasn’t grief-stricken or solemn like the others. No, you looked disturbed—like the sight of that grave triggered something deep inside you. Something terrifying.”
Her widened eyes betrayed her shock.
The bastard was too good at reading people.
“I could tell there was a mix of jealousy and fear in you. The more you saw Devin and Dax holding Aurora close, the more it ate at you. It angered you.”
His smirk deepened.
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“But you couldn’t do a damn thing about it.”
It didn’t take long before you dashed out of that place like you were being chased by an invisible force—or maybe you were just hallucinating.
It was strange to hear you beg for your life.
Following closely, I heard you whisper Ivy’s name over and over, your voice trembling as you apologized—
Apologized for drowning her.
For betraying the friendship you once swore to protect.
The best part?” He chuckled darkly. “I recorded it. Every word. So you won’t even get the slightest chance to deny it.”
Laughter erupted from his lips as Rosa stood frozen, listening intently, her mind racing.
“Putting the pieces together, I knew it. You killed Ivy. You never once visited the river where she was buried—it haunts you, doesn’t it?”
“What if I was just talking nonsense?” Rosa shot back quickly. “Maybe I had too much to drink. Maybe it was messing with my head.”
“Don’t start, Rosa,” he cut her off sharply, his fingers clamping down on her arm with bruising force until the skin turned pink.
“Don’t even try to lie. You and I both know the truth.”
“You killed your best friend to marry her husband so you could become the next Luna. How smart of you.”
“I didn’t… mean to—” Rosa stammered, her lips trembling as she struggled for words.
