Chapter 0097
(Lily POV)
After I finished telling James what I knew about the night that Stephanie died, we sat silently for over an
hour. We each were processing the weight of my words. For me, it was the weight of re-living the
memories. For him, it was the weight of hearing the story for the first time.
I was not sure what James was thinking and whether he believed me, but the longer that we sat there in
silence, the more I wondered if he might.
Eventually, I felt James begin to rub circles on my back again. This time, I did not brush his hand away. This time given that I was no longer actively re-living the memory of my almost rape- I felt comforted by the gesture.
I looked up at James, meeting his blue eyes for the first time since the beginning of the story. I could see
his flurry of emotions, and I felt badly for him. I had always known that my sister and Sheila had a
horrible, evil side to them, so even if the night Stephanie died was traumatizing to me, it was not
shocking. James, on the other hand, had loved Stephanie and had trusted Sheila. I could only begin to
imagine what he might be feeling.
“Question 2,” I spoke softly.
“What? You want to keep going with the game?” James asked in shock.
“Don’t you?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know. How much worse will it get?”
I gave him a sad smile, and then I reached out and squeezed his hand. “I think that was the worst of it.”
He nodded, although he did not seem completely convinced. “Okay. Go ahead.”
“Question 2. Do you believe me?”
James looked at me in disbelief. “That is your question?”
“Yes.”
“Talk about meeting an eye for an eye.”
I smiled. “Yes, but your answer to my question should be a lot shorter.”
James ran one of his hands through his hair.
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