Chapter 8 Your Regret Has Nothing to Do with Me

"I saw the messages Clara sent the mechanic on her phone."

Jacob jerked his head up.

"What messages?"

"She wanted him to cut my brake line after the dinner. She knew I would take the riverside road, and she told him to make sure I didn't get out."

The color slowly drained from Jacob's face.

"You alr...

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