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Chapter Thirty Four
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Her Choice To Make Chapter Thirty Four
Tessa's POV:I didn’t expect Olivia to seek me out the next morning. Or even remotely want to have anything to do with me again till thy kingdom come.After everything that had happened with Summer and Tori, I figured the entire estate would be shifting into damage control – Lucian certainly was. But as I stepped out into the hall, rubbing the last traces of sleep from my eyes, there she was. Waiting.She wore an emerald green dress that made her presence impossible to ignore. Even though we were inside, her hair had been pinned back like she was preparing to address a crowd. But her eyes, those intelligent, sharp hazel eyes, were warm when they met mine.“Morning.” She said.I blinked. “Morning…?”She arched a brow. “Are you always this suspicious when people greet you, or is it just me?”“I–” I gave a nervous laugh. “No, I just… wasn’t expecting you.”“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to be half as clever as you are, yet here we are. Guess we should start expecting the unexpected now, s
Her Choice To Make Chapter Thirty Three
Tessa's POV:She was the last person I expected to see.“Summer?” I whispered, heart racing.She flinched as if my voice burned her, her wide eyes shimmering with panic. The mask slipped off completely—both the literal one and the one she’d worn for weeks. Her hands trembled as she tried to scramble back, but I was already on her, pinning her wrists down.“You followed Tori?” I hissed. “You stole the necklace?”“I—I didn’t mean to.” She gasped. “Not at first. I saw her do it. I swear I wasn’t part of the plan. I just—I needed a way out.”My mind reeled, barely able to keep up.“You needed a way out, so you stole Olivia’s necklace?”Summer nodded miserably. “I thought… if I could sell it, I could leave the manor. Start fresh. Somewhere else. Away from all this.”Her voice cracked. I stared at her—at the same girl who once clung to Tori like a shadow, the same girl who had tried to help me when I was accused. The pieces started falling into place. She’d watched everything unravel and ne
Her Choice To Make Chapter Thirty Two
Tessa’s POV:I pulled the recorder from my coat pocket and held it between us, the small, silver object suddenly feeling too loud in the quiet room.Lucian’s eyes dropped to it, then flicked back to mine.“I need you to listen,” I said. “And not interrupt.”He didn’t nod. He didn’t blink. Just folded his arms and waited.I clicked play.Tori’s voice filled the air, tinny and soft, laced with the cold calculation that had made my skin crawl when I first heard it. I made sure to twitch Summer’s voice to make it unrecognizable.The recorder played: “That necklace—the one everyone was looking for. It wasn't in Tessa’s room. On her dresser. You made me knock that night. You gave me a line. And then the necklace was supposed to show up in her room?” Tori’s voice sounded. “And if I did?”Summer faltered, and for a moment, I thought she might crumble. But then she said—quietly, clearly—“I’m“ going to tell Lucian.”“You want the truth?” she asked.Summer didn’t answer.“Fine,” Tori said. “Yes
Her Choice To Make Chapter Thirty One
Tessa's POV:The recorder burned in my pocket like a hot packet of freshly made toffee. All night, it had stayed there, tucked away beneath layers of fabric, humming softly against my skin like a live wire connecting the dots. Every time I moved, I swore I could feel it pulse — a tiny reminder of what I had. Of what, I still didn’t know.Tori’s confession.Summer’s bravery.The threat that still loomed.And yet… it wasn’t enough.I’d listened to the recording four times. Each time, the truth had unraveled clearer and uglier. Yes, Tori had stolen the necklace. Yes, she’d tried to frame me. Yes, she’d used Summer like a pawn and threatened to burn her life to the ground if she said a word.But still — the necklace was gone. Vanished. Removed from my room before anyone could find it. And that… that changed everything.Because Tori didn’t have it now.Which meant someone else had taken it.I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes as I sat curled on the edge of the old boiler room cot
Her Choice To Make Chapter Thirty
Tessa's POV:From the moment the door clicked shut, I knew things were going to spiral. For goodness' sake.Summer’s breath came out in hitches in the silence, too loud in the large room. I pressed my body tighter to the cold floor, every muscle locked and straining. The recorder blinked once, then vanished into shadow again—silent, but ever listening.“Hey,” Summer said again, her voice fraying at the end. “I just… I need to know. About that night.”“What night?” Tori’s voice was soft. Friendly. Too friendly.“The night you told me to knock on her door. Tessa’s door.”Silence.From beneath the bed, I could hear the rustle of sheets—Tori had moved. Sat up, maybe.“Summer, you must be confused.” She said, and this time the friendliness was gone. “What are you talking about?”Summer took a deep breath. I could hear her shifting her weight from one foot to the other, the scrape of her boot against the floor. “Don’t do that. Please don’t pretend like you don’t know. You told me to say tha
Her Choice To Make Chapter Twenty Nine
Tessa's POV:I didn’t sleep after Summer left.Even after I locked the window, even after I lay back down, I stared at the ceiling for hours, wide awake, the conversation still echoing through my mind.She had knocked. She had followed orders. But she hadn’t taken the necklace.And the one who had?Tori.I shouldn’t have been surprised. The moment Summer spoke her name, something inside me clicked into place. I’d known, hadn’t I? Deep down. We all had. The way she hovered at the edges of the drama, calm but never too calm. Curious but never too involved. Always watching. Always listening.Always one step ahead.And now?She was about to be caught.I had to appreciate the genius behind it, though. The level of manipulation and skill it took to execute a plan of such magnitude. Get someone else to do your dirty work and leave no trace behind. Well, almost no trace. I don't think Tori would appreciate knowing that Summer was a loose end she did not tie up. But it was entirely up to fat
Her Choice To Make Chapter Twenty Eight
Tessa's POV:Leaving the girls and heading to my room, I didn't notice the time fly, my mind too preoccupied on everything, from the mysterious figure in the hood to the way the rumor had spread like wildfire. It was almost enough to distract me from a very discomforting fact.The room was quiet. No, wrong way to put it.The room was too quiet.It was the kind of quiet that wrapped around you too tightly, like a wool blanket soaked in ice water. I’d been asleep – I was sure of it – but now I was sitting up, heart thudding against my ribs like it was trying to escape.A noise again.Soft. Barely there. But deliberate.Scratch.Tap. Huh?My eyes darted toward the window. For a split second, I thought maybe it was a tree branch, a bird, a trick of the wind—Then I saw the shadow move.I didn’t think—I just moved.My hand shot out and flicked on the bedside lamp, flooding the room with golden light.A figure flinched at the window, her hand still pressed against the glass. For half a hea
Her Choice To Make Chapter Twenty Seven
Tessa's POV:The rumor didn’t work.By morning, it was obvious. No mysterious footsteps at our door. No secret notes slipped under the carpet. No nervous maid tugging her apron and begging us to listen.Nothing.Grace said maybe the wrong people had overheard it. Lily thought maybe the maid was just too clever to fall for it. Amelia just muttered under her breath and threw herself into yet another round of wardrobe surveillance.And me?I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the pale light pouring in through the curtains, feeling… stuck.We’d played our cards. We’d whispered our bait into the wind. And the wind had carried it straight into oblivion.I thought about how I heard in the movies the heroine always had a way to fix everything. Or it always worked out for them. “Well, guess I'm not the main character of my own story.”No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than Grace muttered to herself, lost in her own mind, and said, “Oof. Low blow.” I did a double take at her, for it
Her Choice To Make Chapter Twenty Six
Tessa's POV:It was another day. I found a loose thread on the edge of my sleeve and began unknotting it slowly, pulling it free with the sort of concentration one would normally use for disarming bombs. Anything to keep my hands busy. Anything to delay the creeping sense of helplessness that had been yipping at my heels since Amelia said it, “We didn’t find anything.”The room was quiet again, except for the soft sounds of the curtains and the occasional creak from the old floorboards beneath us. It was well past midnight now. Everyone was too tired to speak, but too wound up to sleep. We had been at it for hours, thinking of what to do. Grace sat cross legged on the floor, playing around with a broken quill. Amelia paced quietly near the fireplace, eyes flicking from the flames to the closed wardrobe like it might burst open and offer us answers. I almost snorted at this. If only.Lily leaned against the bed, chewing her lip. Kate, on the other hand, stared blankly at the far wall.
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