Julius leaned forward, his voice low and venomous. “No, Bella. It’s all true. Jesse’s sister, Emma.”
I shook my head in disbelief, unable to process what he was saying. “This doesn’t make sense. Jesse would never—”
Julius cut me off with a harsh laugh. “You still don’t get it, do you? I’ve got the evidence. And so do you now.”
He brought out another folder and gave it to me. Inside were more documents—police reports, coroner’s photos, and a handwritten confession. I flipped through them in a daze. Each piece was more damning than the last. My mind felt foggy, the words swimming in front of my eyes. The confession was chilling.
I slammed the papers back onto the table, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “No. This isn’t true. You’re just trying to manipulate me, Julius. Why? What do you
