From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484

Chapter 275: He’d Declared War

Roman

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She looked away and didn’t answer. That alone set something vicious loos inside my chest.

“Savannah,” I said slowly, my voice low, tight, coiled like a warning shot, “if I have to repeat myself again, I’m—”

“It was Ryan.” Reese’s voice cut in sharp and abrupt, like ripping a bandage off a wound that hadn’t even started healing yet.

Savannah still didn’t look at me. Her arms were folded tight against her chest, shoulders drawn in, as if she were bracing for impact that had already happened and might happen again.

The room went dead silent.

I stared at Reese. “What?” The word came out wrong. Flat. Disbelieving. “What did you just say?”

Reese didn’t blink. Didn’t soften it. “Ryan.”

The name hit me harder than any bullet ever had.

I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “No. That doesn’t make any sense. Why the hell would Ryan try to strangle you? If he has issues with anyone, it’s me. Not you.”

Still, Savannah didn’t look at me.

Finally–finally–she unfolded her arms. Slowly. Like each movement cost her something. She turned, resting her weight against the edge of the bed instead of sitting, as if she didn’t trust herself to stay steady.

“Why would he try to strangle me?” she repeated quietly. Then her lips cuved into something bitter. Ugly. Not a smile. “Maybe because I was dumb enough to think I’d get away with threatening him.”

The words rang in my ears. Threatening him. Ryan.

My vision tunneled.

Everything about this was wrong. Twisted. Upside down. Ryan was reckless sure, Quick to fly into rage. Arrogant. Entitled. But putting his hands on her? On my fiancée? Over my dead fucking body.

I didn’t even remember deciding to move,

One second I was lying there, trapped in this useless, healing body that used to obey me. The next, I was throwing the covers off myself, swinging my legs over the side of the bed for the first time since I’d woke up.

For the first time in… hell. Forever.

Pain ripped through me instantly–white–hot, blinding—but I welcomed it Pain meant I was alive. Pain meant I could still move. Pain meant wasn’t helpless.

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Chapter 484

Savannah’s eyes went wide. “Roman, no!”

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Reese was at my side in a second, gripping my arm, forcing me back before I could stand. “What the hell are you doing?!” he barked. “Do you have any idea how long you were in a coma?”

“Get off me,” I growled, trying to shove him away.

“Are you insane?” Savannah said, panic sharp in her voice now. “You shouldn’t even be standing!”

“Ryan laid his hands on you,” I snapped. “I’ll make him regret his entire existence.” The words felt calm coming out.

Reese tightened his grip. “Don’t be stupid, Roman.”

“I said let me go,” I warned, my voice dropping into something dangerous,

“You want to fight him?” Savannah shot back. “Are you out of your mind?”

“Yes!” I roared.

The sound tore out of me, raw and furious, echoing off the walls. My chest burned. My stitches pulled painfully, but I didn’t give a damn.

“Jesus Christ! What the hell happened while I was gone, Sav? What are you not telling me? How have they been treating you? Have they been putting their hands on you?”

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