In my past life, I died because of that lie.
I didn’t know anything about it. When Dominic came for me, I had no idea I was carrying that kind of weight. I tried to defend myself, but he never gave me the chance. He just had his men put me in the trunk of a Cadillac and ship me to Mexico.
But this time was different.
This time, I had witnesses.
Evelyn hung up. Dominic didn’t hesitate for one second.
He backhanded me across the face so hard my vision went white. The taste of blood filled my mouth. “You b*tch! No wonder you wouldn’t tell me where she was. You knew exactly what you did.”
The slap stunned me. My ears were ringing. I could feel the side of my face starting to swell.
I stared at him like he’d lost his mind. Maybe he had.
I knew Dominic was stupid. Evelyn couldn’t have been running around behind his back for this long otherwise. She had been lying to him for years, and he bought every single word.
But this? This wasn’t just stupid anymore. This was something else entirely.
I had been with him the whole night. He had guys watching my building. Dozens of people had seen me. Wouldn’t he at least ask when the miscarriage happened before swinging on me? Wouldn’t a normal person want to check the facts first?
No. He didn’t even think. He just blamed me. Immediately. Completely. Without a shred of evidence.
And the crowd followed his lead.
“I thought she was just greedy and easy,” someone yelled from the back. “But she’s straight up evil.”
“Stealing from your friend is one thing,” another voice called out. “But killing her baby? What did that poor woman ever do to deserve that?”
“No wonder she didn’t say anything when we were throwing stuff at her,” a third person added. “She knew she had something worse to hide.”
Julian was watching from the edge of the crowd. His face was pale. His eyes were empty. He didn’t look angry. He just looked tired. Like he had seen enough. Like he didn’t have any fight left in him.
He shook his head slowly. Then he turned around and walked away. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t look back.
Something inside me cracked. I had prepared myself for Dominic’s rage. I had prepared myself for the crowd’s hate. But I wasn’t prepared for Julian to leave. He was supposed to be the one person who stayed. And he just walked off like I wasn’t worth a second thought.
I kept my voice calm. It took everything I had. “Why don’t you ask Evelyn when she lost the baby before you decide anything?”
Dominic laughed right in my face. “Ask her what? I heard what she said. You pushed her.”
“You think my wife would lie to me?” He stepped closer, jabbing a finger at my chest. “You did this before I came to your place. That’s why you wouldn’t tell me where she was.”
“You covered your tracks, Scarlett. Just not good enough.”
His jaw was clenched so tight I thought his teeth might crack. Spittle flew from his mouth when he talked. He was completely out of control.
I felt tired. Really tired. Not just from the night, but from years of this. Years of being blamed for things I didn’t do. Years of being Evelyn’s scapegoat.

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