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“What the fuck, Verity?”
“Don’t hurt you?” Jeremy spins around, taking a step forward. “You killed her, Verity.”
“You have to make it look like an accident,”
I slap my hand over my mouth and I start to cry. I can’t believe I just helped him kill her. We just killed her.
Verity died in her sleep seven months ago.
It’s going to be hard working on them with a newborn.
It was organic. We were in love and that’s all that mattered.
“I forgot she used to keep them in the floor.”
It’s a handwritten letter to Jeremy. Fearfully, I begin to read.
That’s when she told me to try an exercise she learned in grad school called antagonistic journaling.
but to make my inner dialogue more sinister than it actually was.
And that’s how easy it is for a writer to pretend to be someone they aren’t.
Besides, I never thought you would read it. Beyond that first manuscript, you never read anything I wrote.
It’s an insult that you believe any of that manuscript—or that I was capable of harming them.
I was not expecting you to somehow read it. I was not expecting you to believe it.
It would almost be easier if I had died in that wreck because pretending to be injured has been difficult. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve been deceiving you for so long.
Do men really believe women are that obsessed with sex? It was fiction! Of course I loved making love to you, but most of the time it was to please you because that’s what couples do for each other. It wasn’t because I couldn’t live without it.
And I know if you find out I’m faking this before I’m able to leave, your third attempt at killing me will be successful.
Jeremy already knew about the manuscript? Had he really already read it before I gave it to him? Did he lie to me?
The night I stood on the railing. The day I saw the man being crushed beneath the tire. The manuscript. The night I saw Verity standing at the top of the stairs. The night she died in her sleep.
No matter which way I look at it, it’s clear that Verity was a master at manipulating the truth. The only question that remains is: Which truth was she manipulating?
36) Levi, Cale, and Beckham. I love you all so much. You make me proud every day. Please don’t read this book. 37) Heath Hoover. You aren’t allowed to read this book, either. I love you and I would like to stay married to you.
