Mateo’s eyes were bright—almost dazzling—when he looked at her. “Because… you.
“I thought that I would finally be able to move on after a hug from you. But when your body collapsed into my arms, I had a revelation—I can never move on; it’s impossible. At that moment, I felt as though my one true dream had finally come true,” he explained. “I demand more. There is no way I can let you go like this… So, I want to take you with me, to a place where no one knows us, and I will use the rest of my life to make you love me. I’ve already spent so many years bound to you; adding the rest of my life into it is a small feat.”
Arianne’s mind was a mess, but as she worked hard to connect the dots, the truth slowly reared its head in her own. “And Geralt Bernard knew about this all along, didn’t he? He helped you fake your death. He then came to save me from your mother when she abducted me, because he was privy to your scheme. The things he said to me—and that time he brought me to that so-called ‘crime scene’! It was all to make me believe that Mark did it! It was to make me feel guilty, to be frightened of Mark, to make me want to leave him. Isn’t that right?”
Mateo did not confirm nor deny her, but the blinding twinkle in his eyes were enough testimony.
Geralt was confident that Mrs. Rodriguez would never trouble her again because that letter told her his son never died.
Mark was innocent from the outset! It was Mateo’s obsession—his harrowing obsession!
Arianne focused on the man’s fingers at that thought. Just as expected, to complete his foul play, the man had severed his own thumb. The reason why the police could not find the captors nor the dead body was because there was never any of these things. Mateo was never dead.
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