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I immediately felt sorry for him. The woman he’d thought loved him never did. I watched him sadly as he tried to make sense of this situation.
“Yes, Adrian, I was using you to get close to Tristan, so I could carry out my plans.”
“Wow, and you were just going to get married to me?” he yelled, but she just rolled her eyes, like he was acting childish.
The police sirens filled our ears with hope. Mrs. Sanchester arrived with Nana. Three officers walked in with their guns pulled out.
“I don’t care about going to jail, Tristan. At least Fiona would be happy you got to relive those memories.”
Tristan clenched his hands. His jaw hardened as he stared at her.
“Don’t listen to her,” I whispered.
“You killed her, Tristan. You killed her and the baby!”
“Shut up!” Tristan growled.
“What? Did you lie about it to her?” she asked, looking at me.
“He didn’t lie,” I defended him and shot her a glare.
“How would you know? He has done nothing but lie to you since you got here.”
I tried to block out her voice as a flicker of doubt entered my mind.
“Officers, take her away!” Tristan said.
“I know everything, Tristan. I know why you brought her here.”
That got my attention.
“Take her away!” Tristan yelled.
“You’re never going to be anything but a murderer!” she screamed as one of the officers pulled her up. “Fiona would be here if it wasn’t for you!” she said, crying. The tears had come so suddenly. Not there one moment and then there the next.
“I know,” Tristan mumbled in a pained voice.
She pulled away from the cop holding her and moved closer to him. She leaned into his face and glared into his eyes. The tears ran down her cheeks, making her look miserable.
“I called you that day, three fucking hours before she took her life. Why didn’t you answer?! I knew something was wrong. She left a weird message, and I called you multiple times, so you could keep an eye on her, but you never answered.”
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.
“It’s too late! She’s dead, and you’re the one who killed her!” She turned to me, laughing out loud humorlessly. “Aww, poor Chloe. Did he tell you why he did all that in the church?”
“Yeah, he did it for his mom.”
She scoffed at my answer. “Lies, lies, lies,” she said and laughed. “When are you all going to tell this little girl the truth?” she asked and stared at Mrs. Sanchester.
“Get her out of here,” Tristan said to the cops.
“What are you guys not telling me? You told me your mom has cancer, and she doesn’t have much time to live.”
“Really? Cancer?” Karen laughed.
Everyone in the room stared at her.
“Why should I believe a psychopath like you? You tried to kill me,” I said, crossing my arms.
