Yara froze under his shout.
Evan said, “She has to still be alive. If she weren’t, why would Aaron have her records in Harbor City erased?”
Yara said nothing.
“Isn’t it obvious? He wants to make sure I can never find her. Now Stella Rowan officially doesn’t exist anymore. Where am I supposed to even start looking?”
Even with her old records still intact, finding her would’ve been like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Now even those records were gone.
What did that mean?
Maybe she was still alive under an entirely new identity.
And if that was true, finding her would only become even harder.
“Why can’t you just accept that Stella is gone?” Yara asked.
She couldn’t bear to watch Evan keep going like this.
If he continued convincing himself Stella was alive, he would never move on.
He would spend the rest of his life trapped in this pain.
“Shut up! This is all because of you. Get out!”
At this point, anyone who told Evan to accept Stella’s death became a target for his anger.
Yara fell silent.
“I never should’ve taken her with me to save you,” Evan murmured painfully.
“Your life mattered, but hers…”
“I told you not to come!” Yara finally snapped. “I told you to stay away!”
She had been suffering too.
Every day, she lived with crushing guilt.
Evan went quiet.
The room fell into silence.
He looked at Yara coldly.
She hadn’t wanted to say anything too cruel.
But more than anything, she wanted him to wake up.
Did it hurt?
Of course.
But some pain had to be accepted, no matter how deeply it cut.
“The entire time she was with you, you kept abandoning her for someone else,” Yara said. “She didn’t die because of me. She died because of the choices you kept making.”
“I told you not to say she’s dead. She isn’t!”
“She is!”
Yara’s voice was firm.
He didn’t want to accept it?
Too bad.
He had to.
Evan said nothing.



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