Chapter 118

Chloe’s POV

For the first time, I was not the only suspect. But it didn’t bring relief. Because Drake wasn’t awake to see it. At night, I would lie in bed and replay everything.

The email.

The crash.

His voice in the hospital footage.

“She’s the love of my life.”

I had heard it on television. He had said it publicly. There was no taking that back.

No undoing it. Part of me wanted him to wake up just so he could explain himself. To clarify whether that was shock speaking or truth.

Another part of me was terrified he would wake up and regret saying it.

The baby inside me felt like both a blessing and a ticking clock. Every decision I made now carried weight beyond myself.

I couldn’t run.

I couldn’t disappear.

My face was too known.

My name is too loud.

Everything had changed drastically.

I no longer felt like a woman fighting for justice.

I felt like the center of a storm that refuse