Chapter 7
I was determined to destroy them before leaving this disgusting city forever, never to have anything to do with them again.
Everything had been going as planned–until Shane left the wedding, and Amber didn’t even show
Without the n
main players present, what was the point of exposing their affair? I had no choice but to abandon my plan and wait for another opportunity.
But I never expected to die that night, nor to witness Shane and Amber’s betrayal in spirit
form.
I had lost–completely and utterly. How could a dead person ever compete with the living?
I couldn’t win Shane’s heart, and I couldn’t avenge my child. In this relationship, I was at failure through and through.
Even in death, Shane wasn’t willing to investigate what had happened to me.
I followed him, watching as he continued his daily routine without even looking at me. It was as if my presence or absence didn’t matter to him at all.
The love I had given him over the years had been utterly wasted. I regretted it deeply–why had I ever fallen in love with him?
That evening, the Schultz family hosted a banquet. Amber appeared in a pink dress, running up to him and sweetly hooking her arm around his.
“Shane,” she said coyly.
Uncomfortable with their relationship’s blurred boundaries, Shane instinctively pushed her
away.
“Abbie, don’t fool around. If Allison sees this, she’ll get jealous.”
Their parents, standing nearby, laughed, trying to smooth things over.
“That Allison is so petty. She even gets jealous of her own sister. Who knows what filthy thoughts she’s harboring?”
My brothers ruffled Amber’s hair fondly, adding “Exactly. She’s nothing like our pure, sweet, and lovely Abbie.”
Hearing my family praise Amber while stepping on me was laughable. How pure could someone be who seduced her brother–in–law on his wedding night?
But they couldn’t hear my voice anymore. Even the evidence I had painstakingly gathered of their secret affair had disappeared with my phone.
Shane’s gaze swept across the room. “Where’s Allison? Hasn’t she come back yet?”
So,
all day, he hadn’t been indifferent–he had just assumed I had gone home.
How could he know that my family treated me like an enemy, that their house had long ceased to be my home?
I had been injured. Why would I return to that place?
My mother’s expression flickered with unease. Is she still sulking? I thought she’d already gone back to you.”
So, even after the police visit, no one truly cared. The realization was heartbreaking. I had never harmed them in any way, yet they were so indifferent to my death.
My eldest brother, Archer Schultz, remembering what the police had said, grew uneasy. Allison wouldn’t have done something drastic, would she? Maybe we should contact the police. again to see if there are any leads…
Amber lowered her head, tears welling up as she whispered, “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have called Shane yesterday. I didn’t mean to ruin the wedding–I never thought Allison would get upset and disappear.”
Everyone immediately surrounded her, comforting her and dismissing their brief concern for me as a childish tantrum.
Shane’s frown deepened. For once, he didn’t join in with their criticism of me.
After the meal, he unconsciously wandered to my room. Whatever he was thinking, his
expression grew darker.
Looking at the familiar layout of the room, I wondered if he thought of me at all.
He lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke as he called his assistant, Doven. “What’s the update? Have they found Allison’s body yet?”
