Chapter 95. It's not True

LENA

Judging by Carla's look, I knew I was right with my suspicion.

Seriously. Carla's evil knew no bounds. She didn't care about running over people as long as she benefited. Carla had no feelings. I'm starting to think she didn't even love Dean. I've been thinking about that for a while. What Carla felt for Dean wasn't love; it was an obsession. An obsession doesn't contain love. But Carla didn't care about that either. She wanted to have everything in the palm of her hand, but I knew that, at some point, her mask would fall, and Dean would discover her true personality.

"I've hit the mark, haven't I?"

Maybe I was walking into the lion's den by asking her these questions, but I couldn't stay silent. Dean was going to take care of a baby that wasn't his. Carla lied to Dean. She was shameless. She didn't care about anything. Carla was a climber. I don't understand how sh