Chapter 97

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Mal's POV

"Take care of her. If anything goes wrong you call us right away okay?"

"I will and I got it" I tell Tobin.

"Take care of my baby" Christen tells me and I nod.

"Always" I say.

"Alright I'm ready to go. So let's go" Ev says.

"Are you sure you want to go?" I ask Ev.

"I want answers"

"Okay then. We'll be back in say an hour" I say.

"Where you going Mally?" Julieta asks me.

"I'm going with your sister to do something but we'll be back" I say.

"Okay. I love you sissy, I love you Mally"

"I love you bubba" I say kissing her head.

A kid. I want a kid.

I might have to pop the question if Ev doesn't.

Evelyn's POV

"You came"

"I did" I say as I sit in front of a window.

Mal sits next to me as she hold my hand.

"You're still so young and beautiful. I remember holding you when you were born" He says.

"Yeah whatever. Why were you after my sister and I?"

"Oh sweetie, simple. Revenge" He says.

"Revenge for what? It doesn't make sense" I say and he laughs.

"Your parents took everything from me"

"No one from the family ever mentioned you" I say.

"That's because your parents told everyone I was a murderer"

"But you are one. You're a literal psychopath!"

"I am not!" He yells making me jump.

"You are! Now tell me why you did what you did!"

"Your father! My own brother took the love of my life away from me! I was supposed to marry your mother! But she chose him!"

"As much as I disliked my parents I would rather have them then you" I say.

"Fuck you! You know what I wish you would've died when I shot you!"

"Hey! That's enough!" The guard yells as he pulls him away.

"Fuck you and your sister!" He yells.

"Baba look at me" Mal says as she cups my face.

"I- can we go home?" I ask and she nods.

"Let's go home"

Mal's POV

"You guys are back alre- what happened?" Christen asks.

"I'm going to put her in bed and then we'll talk" I say and she nods.

I walk up to Ev's room as she continues to sleep. I set her down on the bed and cover her.

I walk back down to the kitchen and I see the Press-Heath family? The Heath family? The Press family?

It's still undecided.

"What happened?" Tobin asks.

"Long story short, her uncle said he wished she died when he shot her" I say.

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