From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440

Chapter 248: All For A Man

Savannah

Was I surprised? Truly–genuinely–was I shocked that Penelope

Valentine, a woman who had never bothered to hide her distaste for

me, would stoop so low as to spread malicious rumors about me

behind my back?

No. Absolutely fucking not.

Penelope hated me because Roman loved me. And I wasn’t naïve or

arrogant enough to pretend otherwise. I had seen it in the way she

acted in his office that day. The way she made sure to insert herself in

his life. The way she rubbed it in my face that she knew him and his

family better than I did.

So no–her cruelty didn’t shock me. What did surprise me was the

effort.

That she had found the time, between her polished courtroom

appearances and her meticulously curated career as a lawyer, to

actively destroy my reputation. That she had made it her personal

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mission to ensure Roman’s siblings saw me as a villain before ever

speaking to me.

That took dedication. Obsession. And something deeply, disturbingly

wrong.

How broken did you have to be to take it upon yourself to ruin

someone simply because the man you wanted didn’t want you back?

All for a man.

And not just any man–but one who had never loved her. Never

chosen her. Never looked at her the way he looked at me.

The thought made bile rise in my throat.

Penelope behaved as though Roman belonged to her–as though he were property she had misplaced rather than a man with his own heart, his own will. And the most grotesque part of it all was that she

wasn’t even his lover.

She was just his lawyer. His friend.

Thinking about it made my stomach churn. But beneath the disgust, something else stirred–something colder and sharper. And that was

awareness.

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Penelope wasn’t just bitter. She was dangerous.

And as my hand instinctively drifted toward my stomach, terror

rooted itself deep inside me. If she was capable of poisoning an entire

family against me with lies, then there was no telling how far she

would go.

Not when it came to me. Not when it came to my baby.

I drew in a shaky breath and forced my feet to move as Reese held

open the door to Roman’s room.

The nurse present there glanced up, offered a gentle smile filled with

pity, and quietly excused herself, granting us privacy.

The door clicked shut behind her.

For a brief, fragile moment, hope bloomed in my chest.

Maybe just maybe–I’d walk in and find Roman sitting up in bed.

Maybe he’d be arguing with the nurse, cursing the machines, flashing

that smile that always made my knees weak.

I would’ve taken anything. Talking. Laughing, Shouting.

Anything but this.

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But life wasn’t a movie. Wishes didn’t materialize just because your

heart was breaking badly enough.

Roman was still there. Still unmoving. Still suspended in that cruel

space between life and death.

The machines hummed and beeped softly around him, their sounds

weaving together into a rhythm I hated but had already memorized.

He was hooked up to more tubes than I wanted to count, wires tracing

over his chest like some grotesque form of art.

He had been shot twice. And yet, somehow, he was still alive. Still

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