Laila's POV “You’re lying,” I said, my voice breaking with disbelief. “I would never hurt someone willingly, you must have tricked me.”Fiona quirked a brow. “You’re not as innocent as you think, you have blood on your hands.”I clenched my jaw. “No, you’re lying, you’re trying to turn the situation into something it’s not.”She leaned in her expression serious. “Then explain the memory you saw? You know I’m right, you just don’t want to admit it.”“That’s not possible.” I shook my head. “I’m not a murderer.”“But you are, you are just as bad as me but you try to justify your actions.”“Stop it!” I snapped. My voice echoed off the walls. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!”“Oh, I do,” she said calmly. “And you do too. Deep down you know it.”My pulse hammered in my ears. I turned away, pressing a hand to my temple, trying to steady the storm inside my head. “No,” I muttered. “No, that’s not true.”But even as I said it, something inside me didn't believe it.Fiona arranged he
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