KNOX’S POV:
My fingers tremble as I lower my phone, the weight of Rebecca's words sinking into the very core of my being. The air in my office suddenly feels heavy, suffocating.
Catherine's parents. The couple I had mercilessly extinguished from this world.
A whirlwind of emotions sweeps through me- disbelief, denial, and a profound sense of dread. My gaze drifts, unseeing, to the cluttered surface of my desk.
How could this be? How could fate twist in such a cruel manner, intertwining my past sin against my newfound happiness?
I can’t dismiss Rebecca’s words entirely. Her tone has carried a weight of integrity that chills me to the bone. But can I trust her completely? Is it possible that this is another one of her manipulative schemes, designed to toy with my conscience to give up
