From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 518

From Best Friend To Fiancé

Chapter 518

“What did you do to them?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.

“You must have crossed a line no one survives crossing.”

“That is not your concern,” he replied sharply. “There are places you

cannot escape once you step into them. Do not seek them.”

I let out a hollow laugh and glanced at Ryan.

He stood motionless, pale and rigid, as though the life had been

drained from him. His silence disturbed me almost as much as our

father’s words.

“So all of it,” I said slowly. “Every death. Every child denied a future.

Every woman who never lived long enough to hold her own baby.

Aunt Felicia. Dahlia. Mother-”

“No,” he interrupted firmly. “Not Lena.”

The immediate denial caught me off guard.

“I had nothing to do with your mother’s death,” he said, voice lower

now. “I love her. I would never harm her.”

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“How am I supposed to believe anything you say?”

He studied me for a long moment. Then he turned, walked to the safe

embedded in the wall, and entered a sequence of numbers with

practiced ease. The door clicked open. From within, he withdrew a

sealed letter.

“After your mother and sister died,” he said, holding it between his

fingers, “this arrived.”

My throat tightened.

“They declared their intentions clearly. They would pursue my

bloodline. Specifically the women within it.”

He held the letter up slightly, as though presenting evidence before a

silent court.

“A bidding went catastrophically wrong,” he continued. “One of their own suffered because of it. I was unaware of the full consequences

until it was too late.”

The air felt thinner.

“They do not forgive. They do not negotiate. The timing of this

letter… following your mother and sister’s deaths… was no

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coincidence. They wanted me to understand that they could reach

anyone I loved.”

His voice hardened.

“I believe they hurt your mother to send a message.”

Understanding began to assemble itself piece by piece, forming a

picture too grotesque to reject.

“That’s why you began killing them,” I said quietly. “The unborn daughters. The ones you believed would be targeted.”

He did not confirm it. He did not deny it. He simply returned the

letter to the safe and closed it.

“What exactly did you do to these people that are after you?” I

demanded. “It must have been something disgustingly vile.”

He ignored the question.

.“The objective was humiliation,” he said instead. “To destroy our

legacy. To reduce our name to nothing. We are visible and we are

powerful. That makes us targets. They will pursue my daughters. They

will pursue yours. They will take revenge on anyone who bears our

last name.”

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“And you think murdering them prevents that?” I shouted. “You think

death is mercy? How long does this continue? How many children

must die before you are satisfied? When does this sick cycle end? How

many innocent children have to make up for one life? Who even are

these people?!”

“Until every threat is eliminated,” he replied without hesitation.

“Plans are already in motion to crush them. They’re quite difficult to

track.”

A sickening realization struck me. “Then Emily-”

“No.”

The single word stunned me.

“I will not hurt my own grandchild,” he said with a faint chuckle.

“Surely you do not believe me capable of killing a five year

old.”

The contradiction left me reeling. I staggered back a step.

Ryan exhaled quietly behind me, tension leaving him in a visible

wave.

“I don’t understand you,” I said. “You’re not going to hurt her because

she’s already been born?”

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“You are not meant to understand me. You can’t,” he replied. “I only discovered Emily’s existence two weeks ago at the hospital in New Hope. I noticed her resemblance to you. For a moment, I believed she

was yours. I didn’t know about Ryan and the older Hart sister.”

He paused.

“I investigated her mother. Learned she once worked for Ryan. The

truth became clear. She is not your child. She is Ryan’s.”

He regarded Ryan thoughtfully. “You concealed her existence

remarkably well.”

I swallowed bitterness that tasted like ash. “So I’m supposed to thank

you,” I said, voice hollow, “for sparing her life?”

“I never demanded an applause.”

The next question pressed against my chest like a blade. “Is that why

you insisted Savannah remain here?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“And the appointment?” I asked quietly.

“Yes.”

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The final question lingered. I did not want to ask it. But I already

knew the answer.

“Was that why you kept me in a coma?” My voice barely held

together. “So Savannah could not leave until you learned our child’s

gender?”

He did not hesitate. “Yes.”

Something inside me fractured completely. My mouth felt numb. My

heartbeat thundered painfully against my ribs.

“So…” My voice trembled despite every effort to steady it. “If our

child is a girl…”

He held my gaze.

“…you’re going to kill her?”

And yet again, without blinking, he said.

“Yes. I’m going to save her from the torture.”

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