They Called Me a Saint—Then Her Phone Exposed Who I Really Was

schedule so she didn’t scream in pain?”

He opened his mouth, then shut it.

I stepped closer.

“Did she tell you she changed her beneficiary two weeks before she died?” I asked. “Did she tell you she wrote that she couldn’t be the villain now, so she let me be the hero while she lived a double life?”

His face drained of color.

He didn’t answer.

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