Their Favoritism Resulted In A Cruel Outcome Chapter 26
Connor looked at her, and there was nothing left in his eyes but exhaustion.
“Even if Willa had never existed, I still would not have loved you.”
“The day I stopped on that road was because you said you were a Worthington.”
“The scarf I put on your shoulders was a gift from Willa.”
“The only reason I ever remembered you at all was because you had something to do with her.”
The color vanished from Blair’s face. She had thought that if I were gone, Connor would finally see her. But even the encounter she cherished most had been connected to me.
“You lied to me,” she said quietly.
“You promised you’d protect me.”
“The person I promised to protect was Willa’s newly found sister.”
Connor closed his eyes.
“Not the woman who killed her.”
Blair suddenly screamed.
“Why do you all get to blame me?”
“You agreed to it yourselves!”
“I didn’t make that fake order by myself. And I wasn’t the one who sent those women into that cell.”
“Who are you trying to impress by acting so regretful now?”
“If Willa hadn’t died, you would never have thought you were wrong.”
No one in the visiting room contradicted her.
What she said was true.
If we had lived, they would have just called the fire an accident.
My father might have scolded Blair a little, then asked my grandmother not to call the media.
My brothers would have bought gifts for their wives and children and told them to forget the night ever happened.