Hearing her accusation made my blood boil in rage. My hands were shaking, and I gave her a murderous glare, which made her laugh at me, like she enjoyed how I reacted to what she had said to me.
“Oh, are you shocked? I'm even surprised to see you killing someone. Savannah, did you think you’re a saint more than me?” She uttered with mockery.
“Liar..” I muttered with resentment.
“You’re telling me that because you can’t remember anything. Possibly, you felt guilty that day after you killed someone, which made you do everything to remove your memories from the adoption center. You don’t kill one, but a lot of rogues.” She chuckled, tilting her head before giving me an amusement grin.
“Did you hear me? You killed them using your own hands. You’re a f*****g murderer, Savannah. It’s your fr
