Sara’s POV
My blood boiled at his response. How could he say that, after everything? After all the pain, the grief, the years I spent hating him for what he had done? I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I stepped forward, my voice shaking with anger.
“Then explain it to me,” I snapped, my fists clenched at my sides. “You killed my parents, Richard. You took everything from me. Why?”
Richard’s eyes darkened as he met my gaze. “I didn’t kill your parents, Sara,” he said quietly. “I may be guilty of many things, but that isn’t one of them.”
My breath caught in my throat. “What do you mean? Don’t lie to me. Jude said you did and you said so yourself—”
“Jude lied,” Richard cut me off, his voice growing sharper. “He manipulated you. He wanted you to believe that I was responsible. He had a lot
