Melanie stilled, her breath catching as the weight of Saira's words settled in her chest. Had she heard correctly? This woman—this same woman who had boldly claimed that Adam would eventually come back to her—was now saying that he had…ra*ed her? Her mind reeled, struggling to grasp the meaning behind the confession. What kind of twisted story was this?
Before she could even begin to process it, let alone form a coherent response, Saira continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, so soft it was almost swallowed by the silence.
"I know it must sound unbelievable to you," she said, eyes downcast, fingers twisting the edge of her sleeve. "But Adam… he really was obsessed with me. After everything happened—after that night—he came to me, tried to console me, acted like he was sorry. He even apologized, over and over, and I… I forgave him. Because despite all of it, despite how broken I felt, I still loved him. I know how foolish that must sound, but it's the truth."
