From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316

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He turned to me completely, his expression darkening. “And that’s your excuse? That’s how you twist it to make yourself

feel like a hero? You think she crawled into your arms because she was lonely and you were being a good fucking

Samaritan by taking her to your bed?”

His voice cut like glass. Accusation. Anger. Old, festering pain. Everything resembled pain.

“You seduced her, Reese. You took advantage of her vulnerability. Because that’s what you do. You take. You consume. Without remorse. Because you’re a Blackwood.”

I snarled. “You actually believe that bullshit? You believe the lies father fed you? The same lies he crafted to rip us apart so you would never stand beside me? I never touched your wife. Not once. And deep down, brother, you fucking know it.”

Roman’s eyes burned.

“Am I supposed to believe that,” he snapped, “when she lit up every time you walked into a room? When she smiled at your name? When I saw-” He stopped.

My breath stalled. I needed him to finish that sentence. “When you saw what, Roman?”

Silence.

“Say it.” I pushed. “Say what you were going to say. Get it off your chest. Go on!”

Something cracked in him.

“I don’t want to do this.” He muttered. “I’m done with the past. I’m happy now. I’m in love. I’m spending the rest of my life with the person who makes me the happiest. I don’t need to keep digging up ghosts in new places.”

But I couldn’t stop. I didn’t even know why. Maybe I wanted him to say one thing. To admit one truth. “She was lonely.” I hissed. “She needed someone. And I was there. Not because I wanted her–but because I was the only person you left her with.”

“And I never asked you to entertain her,” he shot back. “Don’t rewrite history, Reese. Admit what you did.”

“I didn’t touch her. Not once. Not ever. Not in the way you think. She was my only friend. She was the only one in that house who saw me. I was there because you weren’t.”

“You’re trying to make yourself feel better about betraying me,” he said, voice low and shaking with fury.

“And you’re trying to make yourself feel better about losing her,” I shot back. “You’d rather cling to that lie than accept that maybe your negligence–your absence–played a part in her death.”

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“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he snapped. “I would never put Dahlia in harm’s way. She was surrounded by more people than I can count, and somehow you all let her drive. A pregnant woman who had a phobia for driving–behind the wheel–alone.” His chest heaved. “Don’t stand there and preach righteousness. You’re to blame as well! So spare me your sanctimonious bullshit, Reese. We might be brothers, but that doesn’t mean that I’d willingly share my wife with you.

You betrayed my trust, brother.”

We stood there, chest to chest, kitchen drowning in silence and old ghosts.

He took a deep breath. “I’m not that person anymore, Reese. Move on. I know I have. Dahlia is dead. And I am in love with

Savannah now. I’m going to marry her. She’s going to bear my children. Let go, Reese.”

My chest burned. My voice dropped. “Good for you, Roman. Be in love. Be happy. Just hope to God that Savannah doesn’t

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