Chapter Forty-Nine

So Negan knew that Keegan was behind the attack.

Rae could only stare at him with her eyes wide. She thought that he didn't have any clue about that. It confused her even more because it didn't explain why he was accusing her of Kara's death.

Did he know she was with Keegan this entire time? Was that why?

Negan drummed his fingers against the tabletop. He did so absentmindedly. Rae watched him do it with a tense body. Her mind was racing. She didn't know what the right move was. Tell him about Keegan? She couldn't do that. It didn't matter what he said. It wasn’t much of a choice that he was giving her.

He had changed overnight. He wasn’t even the grieving man she saw beside Kara’s grave. In his eyes, she saw all his hatred. He was thirsty for revenge.

“Still not talking, are you?” he said, tilting his head. Looking at his face, she wondered what the hell she ever saw in him.

“I didn’t do it,” she finally said. “I didn’t kill Kara.”

“That’s not what I asked you,” he saids sharply