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Chapter 10 While Caden was still out, Kennedy got behind the wheel of her favorite red sports car, face set with determination, and to the mountale road. Like she really didn't give a fuck about dying anymore-flying fast as hell, but laughing like crazy the whole time. Right before the car slammed into that tree, her scream echoed through the whole valley: "CADEN, YOU CAN'T TRAP ME-" By the time Caden got the news, Kennedy had already been declared dead and sent to the morgue. He stumbled in like a drunk mess, barely keeping it together, "It's fake... gotta be fake..." "No way...

my Kennedy's so scared of pain..." But when he pulled back the white sheet and saw Kennedy's gray, lifeless face, he finally froze completely, "This can't be real..." I shoved him hard, then slapped him across the face, voice shaking with rage: "How can it not be real? Look at what the fuck you did to her!" "Kennedy was so full of life, so happy-and you broke her heart, then locked her up for a whole month! What right do you have to cry now?" "You're the one who drove her to this!" Something clicked in his head. He grabbed my wrist hard, eyes bloodshot: "It's you, isn't it?

You're helping her trick me again, right?" "Kennedy's not dead. This is just another one of your schemes!" I stared at him through my tears, voice ice cold: "I wish to God this was fake." "If I said it was, would you give Kennedy back to me?" My look cut right through him. Caden stared at Kennedy lying there on the stretcher, finally accepting she was gone. Hot tears hit the back of my hand. Made me sick. I yanked my hand away and shoved him out the door: "I hate you. I hate the whole Harrington family. But I'm not gonna fight with you in front of Kennedy.

Don't wanna disturb her." "Stay the hell away from me. If I see you again, I'm beating your ass on sight." The morgue door slammed in his face. He dropped to his knees, totally wrecked, mumbling over and over: "Why... how did it come to this?" "Kennedy, I never wanted to hurt you. I was just so scared of you leaving me again." "I'm sorry..." Caden stayed on his knees outside that door, crying for hours. So long I almost fell asleep inside. Obviously this whole thing was fake, but we had to sell it hard enough for that psycho to actually believe it.

Few more hours passed before I finally heard his footsteps stumbling away. I snapped awake immediately and shook Kennedy: We get up get up!" (0) Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.