From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344

Chapter 196: This Shirt Is Expensive

Savannah

“Chloe?”

The name slipped out of my mouth before I could tame the disbelief clawing up my throat.

ance, that she wasn’t dead in a ditch somewhere. A dark, guilty part of me had even imagined finding her in a place exactly like this: a cheap, dingy apartment filled with lowlife criminals. But imagining something and seeing it were two different monsters entirely.

For weeks–maybe months–I’d secretly clung to the hunch that she might be alive. That perhaps she had staged he

My world tilted.

Because there she was–my sister–sitting cross–legged on the bed like she hadn’t torn our family apart piece by piece.

She smirked. “Hello, Sav.”

My breath caught in my chest. “You’re alive. You’re–Chloe, you’re alive.”

She rolled her eyes like I’d just told her the sky was blue. Her arms folded across her chest, her posture annoyingly nonchalant. She wore a fitted white top and dark blue skinny jeans. Nothing about her was disheveled or distressed, not even her hair. She looked good. Healthy. Comfortable.

“Of course I’m alive, Sav. Don’t pretend like you didn’t have a hunch.” She scoffed.

My eyes dropped to her stomach–flat. Too flat. My pulse stumbled. “Chloe… what about your baby?” I whispered.

She didn’t blink. “Got rid of it. Not your business.”

My heart shattered somewhere in my chest. Before I could form a response, Roman walked in behind me and slid an arm around my waist, grounding me. Chloe’s eyes flicked to him, and her smirk sharpened.

“Well, well. Roman. Long time no see.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “No hug for old pals?”

“No.” Roman’s voice was calm, flat. “This shirt is expensive. Don’t wanna get dirt on it.”

Her smile evaporated.

Paula stepped forward like a guard dog. “You both need to get the hell out! Leave! Before I throw you out myself!”

But Chloe lifted a hand. “No, wait,” Her voice was deceptively soft. “I actually want them to stay.” Her grin spread wider. “There’s a lot we need to catch up

on.”

My stomach twisted.

She turned to Roman, eyes glittering. “Roman, want to tell Sav here that we have history-”

“I know,” I cut in sharply.

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Her eyebrows shot up. Genuine shock flickered across her face before she masked it again.

“Oh? Someone’s changed,” she said slowly. “Then I assume he told you the circumstances surrounding our history?”

I frowned. Roman’s hand tightened on my waist. Chloe noticed–it was impossible not to.

“You see,” she continued, “when Roman and I got acquainted, he was mourning his beloved wife-”

“I know all of that, too. I know everything.” 1 snapped. “I know you were a paid escort, Chloe. A prostitute. Hired to ‘comfort‘ lonely men. Now tell me, aren’t you the least bit ashamed? You’re sitting here, trying to tear us apart, after we flew halfway across the world to find you. You evil bitch.”

Chloe flinched. Roman chuckled under his breath. Paula glared daggers at me.

I wasn’t done.

“You ruined your sham wedding. You faked your kidnapping. You framed Dean. You made Mom end up in the hospital. You broke the family apart. And all for what?” My gaze cut to Paula. “So you can live here with this piece of trash? You’re surrounding yourself with criminals now, Chloe? Is that how Mom and your father raised you?”

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