The Messenger( Iva) novel Chapter 322

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locked away in that private wing, they felt relief. They thought I was finally getting the help I

needed.”

Attia’s jaw tightened.

“Didn’t you try to convince them? To tell them the truth?”

Meriem’s eyes glistened.

“I tried,” she said. “I begged. I pleaded. But they visited me once-just once-and Calin had made sure the visit was perfect. I was drugged, groggy, barely able to speak. I looked like the crazy, broken woman he had described. And my parents-” Her voice broke. “They agreed with him. They told him that I should be kept hidden. That I was an embarrassment to the pack.”

Lori’s hand tightened on Meriem’s shoulder.

“That’s terrible,” she whispered.

Meriem nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“The worst part,” she said, “is that they died a week later. In a car crash. A tragic accident.”

Attia’s eyes narrowed.

“A car crash?”

Meriem met his gaze, her expression grim.

“It was convenient,” she said. “Very convenient. Calin gained sympathy, consolidated his power, and got rid of two people who might have eventually questioned the truth about my condition.”

Lori’s face went pale.

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