When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 949

Lemira stared at Lucian, stunned. "What did you just say?"

Orion saved her?

"Yeah. You said he was in the back of the car, right? Based on how the crash happened, if Evelina's dad didn't pull you out of the wreckage, then the only other person there was Orion."

Lucian looked at her earnestly. "Think about it. We know for a fact Evelina's dad took the fall for the crash but didn't save you. That leaves only one logical answer. Plus, Orion clearly despises the Sinclairs. It makes perfect sense that he pulled you out."

Hearing his logic, fragmented pieces of her old dreams rushed to the forefront of her mind.

She had dreamed about Orion saving her from the burning wreckage.

At the time, she had brushed it off as just a wishful fantasy brought on by her feelings for him.

But now, it was starting to look like the absolute truth.

When she found out he had been lying to her two days ago, her mind had been too clouded by betrayal to connect the dots.

Now, hearing Lucian break it down, a cold clarity washed over her.

Yes. Orion was the only one who could have saved her.

"Did he never mention it to you?" Lucian asked hesitantly.

Lemira shook her head. "He never said a word."

Even last night, when she kicked him out, he hadn't used it as leverage.

Was it really him?

Lucian frowned in confusion. "That doesn't make any sense. If you already knew he was in the car, why would he hide the fact that he saved your life?"

Lemira lowered her eyes, remaining silent.

Seeing her distress, Lucian gently shifted the topic. "Do you remember anything else about the crash?"

"No. Sometimes I get flashes of it in my dreams, but none of it makes sense together."

"Then don't force it. The important thing is we know who orchestrated it, so we don't need to stress over the missing details."

Lucian nudged her gently. "Come inside and eat. The chef made all your favorites."

Lemira didn't really know where else to go. She hated being here, but eating a real meal sounded marginally better than going back to an empty apartment and ordering delivery again.

She walked back into the dining room. True to Lucian's word, the table was covered with dishes she loved.

Evelina waddled into the room, took one look at the spread, and scowled. "I hate all of this."

He had timed the delivery perfectly. Was he having someone track her every move?

Furious, Lemira marched over to the security panel and immediately changed her door code.

She pulled out her phone and texted him: *Are you having me followed?*

Minutes passed. No reply.

She gritted her teeth and typed again: *I changed the code. Stay out of my life.*

Still nothing.

She tossed her phone onto the couch, her stomach growling. She hadn't actually eaten anything at the Langston Estate.

But staring at the exquisite food on the table, she felt entirely nauseous. She grabbed the containers and dumped them straight into the trash. She didn't want his suffocating, manipulative care.

Starting today, she had to get used to being completely alone.

As she took a breath, a sharp ache radiated through her chest, like a piece of her soul was being violently ripped out.

She had never realized that unlearning her reliance on him would be this agonizing.

Collapsing onto her bed, Lemira threw an arm over her eyes and finally let herself cry.