Page 119 of The Revenge You Seek

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"You ruined my life, Kane." Her voice is so calm, void of the anger from a few moments ago. Her mood change damn near gives me whiplash. "Why wouldn't I?"

"You left. You fucked off to Columbia. How the hell did I have any effect on your life? You turned your back on all of us, walked away from Riley's memory and got on with your life."

A laugh falls from her lips but she's anything but amused.

"You want to know what happened? You really want to know?"

"Yes, I fucking want to know. What went so wrong that you had to leave your beloved Columbia and slum it here with us."

"You happened, Kane," she seethes, her anger resurfacing.

Resting my forearms on either side of her head, I stare down at her waiting for her to fill in all the fucking gaps.

"That night at the party…" She sucks in a breath as if she needs to find the strength to say the words. "You fucking got me pregnant, you asshole."

It takes three long seconds for her words to settle in my brain and when they do, I back up.

"W-what?" I stutter, still not believing those words just fell from her lips.

"You. Got. Me. Fucking. Pregnant," she spits like she's talking to an idiot.

I rip my eyes from hers and look down at her belly.

"B-but—"

My mind races as I try to put everything together. The party was… the party was like… eighteen months ago.

A year and a half.

Pregnant.

Baby.

"Where's my baby, Letty?" The words sound wrong coming out of my mouth.

A sob erupts from her as her hand lifts to cover her mouth, her eyes filling with tears.

"Scarlett, where is my fucking baby?"

I take a step back toward her, my fists curled and my muscles tight.

"G-gone," she whispers, her tears finally dropping as she says the word.

"Gone?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

A red haze descends as I stare at her, refusing to hear the words she's saying as fury spreads through my veins like poison.

"You killed my fucking kid?"

"What?"

I take a step back and then another, knowing that if I don't put some fucking space between us right now, then I'll squeeze the fucking life out of her.

"You killed my best friend. You left me. Then you killed my fucking kid?" I roar.

Blood rushes past my ears at such speed that I can't hear my own voice.