“Call girl!”
“Go to hell!”
“Shameless tart! You’ll get run over one day!”
Those were a few examples of those messages.
Soren yelled at me, “I told you I was just doing my job to save Jenna’s life! I spent two days by her side as a friend! How could you shame and insult her over nothing? Huh?”
He grabbed my hair and yanked it backward, forcing me to look him in the eye. His expression became wild. “Eliza, I really feel like strangling you right now.”
“I didn’t do it! Soren, are you dumb? I don’t even know her address!”
But Soren didn’t hesitate to pin the blame on me.
I lost control of my temper from the pain. I flung the hospital report on his face before clawing him, leaving behind some bloodied scratch marks. “Bring it on! Let’s die together! You’re a total loser if you don’t kill me today!”
Triggered, Soren grabbed my neck. “You—”
“Soren!” Zach hurried over to stop him and showed him the report I had thrown away.
Feeling conflicted, he revealed, “The baby… Both of us lost our babies…”
