From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347

“Oh, and you think I haven’t seen hell?” she spat, trembling violently now. Her lower lip quivered, and fat tears slid down her face. Paula tried to hold her still, but Chloe shook like she was being electrocuted by her own memories. Her entire body shuddered so much that if Paula weren’t holding her upright, she’d have collapsed.

It struck me then that this was the first time in more than a decade that Chloe looked… human. Not composed. Not perfect. Not filtered or weaponized. Just ruined.

For the first time in over a decade, I saw a version of my sister that was real, not the polished, bitter stranger she’d become. No dramatic eyeliner. No perfect lashes. No flirtatious tilt of her head. No vicious smirk. Just a hurting human being. Chloe was just a broken, bleeding girl who had never healed.

She sucked in a shaky breath and screamed, “Do you know what it felt like the first time when Asher told me he wa Do you?!”

me butterflies? Huh, Sav?!

My heart stalled.

“There were no butterflies! Only him! Only nightmares! Only terror. And do you know whose fault it was that I got molested and raped and defiled for thirteen goddamn years?! Whose fault?! Who do you want me to blame? Myself? Mom? Alyssa?” Her voice cracked, tears rolling uncontrollably. “No. I choose to blame you. Because every time he forced something inside me, he would whisper it into my ears that my big sister was such a good girl to

obediently bring me to him all the time.”

My hand flew to my mouth.

“He told me that you liked watching us from the glass. He said you were his. That you wanted to help him. That you–you liked it.”

My heart dropped into ice water. I gasped, gripping Roman’s hand tightly. “Chloe…” My voice cracked.

“Don’t pretend, Sav!” she cried, eyes wild. “You were an accomplice! And what did you sell me out for? Good grades? Money? Attention? What?! Tell me!”

I took a step back like she’d physically struck me, shaking my head in disbelief.

Roman stepped forward so fast I barely registered that he’d even moved. “That’s a lie,” he thundered. “That bastard lied to you. You were just a child-

“She’s not lying,” Paula hissed. “Your precious wife here sold her sister to a beast. Don’t defend her.”

Roman pointed a finger in Paula’s direction. “You, shut up. And stay the hell out of this.”

“Roman,” I whispered, voice breaking. “Stop.” My voice came out small. “That’s not true. I didn’t-”

But I already knew nothing I said would reach her. Her mind had been poisoned for too long. I had a s Chloe’s mind. Not after so many years of Asher’s voice whispering lies into her ears.

Chloe let out a laugh. “Not true? Really? You still think you’re innocent? Still playing the victim?”

She pointed accusingly. “You still want to defend your boyfriend in front of your fiancé?”

“He wasn’t my boyfriend,” I snapped. “He was my professor-”

realization that nothing I said would unpoison

“But you got pregnant for him!” she shrieked, cutting me off. “You got pregnant to trap him and keep him from his wife, Monica! I saw everything,

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remember?! You lied and said he raped you because Mom and Dad found out! You’re such a selfish, evil bitch-”

Roman’s restraint snapped.

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