If Your Heart Doesn’t Lean Towards Me I Don’t Want It Chapter 22
The last trace of color drained from Ellis’s face.
He wanted to argue, but no words came.
The hospital had records. His phone had call logs and messages.
I didn’t have to say a thing.
The appeal was denied. The original sentence was upheld.
As Tessa was led away, she kept twisting around to shout at Ellis.
“You think she’ll let you go just because she’s done with me?”
“Ellis, I’m doing ten years—don’t think for a second your life is going to be easy!”
This time, Ellis didn’t tell her to shut up.
He just stood there, looking hollowed out.
My lawyer gathered the trial transcripts.
Tessa’s confession only worsened her own legal standing.
But her testimony about the “shared accounts” also proved that Ellis had always known there were no boundaries between them.
What they had once called closeness had become evidence they now wielded against each other.
When we stepped out of the courthouse, Ellis followed us.
He didn’t dare get too close, just said my name from a few feet away.
“Coralie.”
I stopped.
He looked as if he hadn’t expected me to turn around. Tears suddenly welled in his eyes.
“I only found out today that she did it on purpose.”
“If I had just let them investigate, if I had listened to you and called the police…”
I looked at him calmly.
“There are no ‘ifs.’”
“It’s not that you didn’t know what to do. You had your phone in your hand. You were already calling the people who could trace the source.”
“You were the one who told them to stop.”
Ellis went completely still.
I turned and walked back to Lucian’s side.
For a long time, there was no sound behind me.
This time, he finally couldn’t find an excuse for himself.