(Victoria’s POV)
I stood at Lily’s grave, watching Olivia’s face contort with rage. The sight filled me with a dark
satisfaction. Her pain was my triumph.
“Olivia, take your anger out on me,” I said, my voice dripping with false sympathy. “Ethan really can’t bear it anymore! You don’t feel sorry for him, but I do!”
I placed a protective hand on Ethan’s arm, making sure Olivia could see the gesture. Her
emerald eyes darkened with fury, exactly the reaction I wanted.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Olivia hissed, her voice trembling. “Standing at my daughter’s grave, pretending to care when you’re the reason she’s dead.”
I widened my eyes in practiced innocence. “How can you say such terrible things? I loved Lily!”
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