Chapter 130
Bella
The world outside the car window blurred into a haze of colors as the memories played on an endless loop in my mind. I couldn’t focus on the scenery; I wasn’t even sure where we were going. Everything felt unreal, like I was drifting through a nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from.
Richard’s voice echoed in my head, louder and louder, his twisted words stabbing into my brain like knives. Ace Donovan killed the Harringtons. The words reverberated, over and over, until I wanted to scream, to tear them out of my skull and fling them into the void where they belonged. But I couldn’t. I was trapped inside my own mind, drowning in the horror of what I had seen and heard.
I clutched at my ears, trying to block out the voices, the images, the sickening laughter that wouldn’t
