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The sight of Cecilia's hurried departure sent chills through me. Chills of guilt which was ridiculous.

I don't feel guilt.

But as I watched her retracing figure, the guilt grew and her words kept ringing in my head over and over again.

The hurt in her voice, the pain even though the scent of her desire filled the air.

I scratched my jaw as I sat down on a chair staring at the lake absentmindedly.

What did she mean when she said that I killed her parents?

We have heard the news about Rossi's death and I have been trying to wrap my head around that but always assumed that maybe it was one of Rossi's dirty contacts.

So what on earth made her think that I was the one who killed her parents?

Which explains the hatred and anger directed at me.

/She's going through a lot, Ivan. You don't have to make it worse./ Alistair's voice rang through my head.

But, that doesn't change the fact that she's a Rossi. She might be involved in her father's business. Or maybe she knows something... anything.