Chapter 93. Truth Unveiled

Avery’s POV

The weight of Dylan’s words pressed heavily against my chest, suffocating me with an unbearable mix of grief and disbelief. My lungs felt constricted, each breath shallow as I tried to process the reality he had laid before me.

Amelia.

I wanted to deny it. I wanted to scream at Dylan, to call him a liar, to accuse him of trying to manipulate me. But deep inside, I knew he wasn’t lying. There was something in his voice; steady, patient, and unwavering that told me he wasn’t just throwing accusations into the wind. He had proof.

“Tell me everything.”

My voice came out more brittle than I intended, cracking under the weight of emotions I couldn’t control. I hated how weak I sounded, how vulnerable I felt.

Dylan nodded, his expression unreadable. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t soften the blow.

“She had someone slip the poison into your tea, Avery,” he said, his gaze locked onto mine as if bracing himself for my reaction. “I tra