From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 490

Chapter 490

“Do you want me to speak to River?” I asked quietly.

She froze. And for a moment, I thought I’d lost her–thought she’d

shut down entirely. Then she pulled back just enough to look at me,

her eyes wide and searching.

“Why?” she asked.

I exhaled slowly. “I could hear you,” I said. “When I was… gone.”

Her lips parted slightly.

“I couldn’t move,” I continued. “Couldn’t open my eyes. Couldn’t

speak. It felt like being trapped inside my own body. But then… there

was this opening. Just a crack.”

She didn’t interrupt me. Didn’t take her eyes away from me.

“I heard you crying,” I said. “That was the first time I tried to fight

my way back. I was trying to move my fingers. I don’t think anyone

noticed.”

Her hand came up to her mouth.

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“It was later that River did,” I went on. “After that, everything went

quiet again. Total silence. Until I heard Reese.”

My jaw tightened at the memory.

“I was angry,” I admitted. “Angrier than I’ve ever been. He’d kept

something important from me. Something huge. I was furious that he

thought it was his decision to make.”

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Savannah frowned. “What are you talking about?”

“I wanted to finish what he started,” I said.

“Finish what?” she asked. “Roman, what did Reese start?”

I hesitated as her earlier words echoed in my mind–how she didn’t

want to hear about Dahlia. How raw that wound still was. The last

thing I wanted was to hurt her.

“Are you sure?” I asked carefully. “It’s about… her.”

She swallowed, then nodded. “Tell me.”

I looked her straight in the eyes. “I wanted to strangle the maid

Penelope hired,” I said. “She helped her poison Dahlia. She was the

one behind the bleeding the day Dahlia died.”

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Savannah gasped, slapping both hands over her mouth. “Penelope

poisoned her own sister?” she whispered.

“She’s insane,” I said flatly. Rage simmered dangerously beneath my

skin. “That bitch better pray I never see her again.”

“Oh my God,” Savannah breathed. “What if she’s working with the

General-”

The door opened immediately. No knock. No warning.

I turned just as my father stepped inside, flanked by guards like the

king of hell himself.

“Well,” I said coolly, loud enough for him to hear. “I guess it’s true

what they say. Speak of the devil, and he appears.”

If the comment offended him, he didn’t show it. He smiled instead.

“Glad to see you’re still your usual pleasant self, son.” He said.

My gaze flicked briefly to the guards. Then to the empty space beside

him. Cassandra wasn’t there.

That was unusual. She rarely left his side.

“Where’s your shadow today?” I asked casually.

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He ignored the question. “I heard you demanded to leave.”

“I’m not your prisoner,” I snapped. “And I’ll be leaving soon.”

“You’re not healed-”

“I am fine,” I cut in sharply. “And don’t insult me by pretending otherwise. I know every twisted thing you’ve done. So let’s skip the

performance.”

The smile finally faded. “Does that list include saving your life?” he

asked.

I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “If you think I’m playing games with you, think again. I know about the tapes.”

His eyes darkened.

“I know you have disgusting recordings of Dahlia,” I continued. “And I know that you know that I know. And I want those tapes.”

The room went dead still.

“This is me asking politely,” I said. “Hand them over. Before the press gets their hands on your skeletons. I know a shit ton of them. And you know how much they love a scandal.”

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No one moved. Savannah stood frozen behind me. The guards shifted

uneasily.

My father studied me for a long moment, then smiled again. It was

slow, sharp, and utterly joyless.

And I knew, at that moment, that this war was far from over.

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