Chapter 95. I Love You

Summer’s POV

No.

I knew—knew in my bones—that whatever she was about to say would shatter something I’d barely held together. My lips parted before I could stop myself.

“No,” I breathed, my voice barely audible. “Don’t.”

But she leaned in anyway, her words slicing through me like a blade.”Alexander knows. He’s always known the truth.”

My world stopped.

My eyes widened in shock. “You’re lying!”

“Am I?” She laughed coldly. “He falsified the reports, covered up traces of the poison, altered everything to make you believe it was Foster’s doing. Because he was afraid, Summer. Afraid that if you knew, you would never forgive yourself.”