I stared at him in disbelief. "Grant, what are you saying?"

"You won't write it, I'll have your parents' graves dug up," he said, like it was the most casual thing in the world.

I turned to Connor. "Connor, those are your parents too. You let the person who killed them walk free, and now someone's threatening to desecrate their graves and you're just going to stand there and watch?"

I was practically screaming, my voice raw and shredded.

Connor wouldn't meet my eyes. He stared at the table. "Mom and Dad wouldn't blame me. They'd blame you for being the reason they can't even rest in peace."

There was a time when he would've thrown himself at anyone who hurt me, fists swinging, telling me not to be scared because he was there. Now he was willing to use our parents' graves as leverage to protect the woman who killed them.

Aria spoke up, her voice trembling as tears filled her eyes. "Carly, don't blame them. This is all my fault."

They wanted a statement? Fine.

I lowered my head, picked up the pen, and wrote something out quickly before folding the paper. "Let's go. I'll read it like a good girl."

In the car on the way to the cemetery, the system spoke up. "Carly, you still have 10% Affection remaining. If you can bring the score back up in the final three hours, there's still a chance."

I closed my eyes and pressed my hand against the hard object hidden inside my jacket. I didn't respond.

When I arrived at my parents' graves, my eyes began to sting. A full year had passed, and I was finally standing in front of them again.

Grant shoved me from behind. "Go on. Read your statement out loud for everyone."

He'd invited a crowd to back Aria up. I stood in front of all the mourners and took a deep breath.

"I, Carly Burke, swear before God…"

Grant exhaled, visibly relieved, thinking I'd given in.

"…that the person responsible for my parents' deaths is Aria Sinclair. If a single word of this is a lie, may I never know peace."

The whole place went silent.

The smile hadn't even fully disappeared from Aria's face before her eyes flooded with tears. She clapped a hand over her mouth and started sobbing.

"Carly, how could you do this? I have amnesia! I don't remember anything about the accident! Are you trying to kill me?"

Before she'd even finished, Grant kicked me square in the lower back. The force sent me flying into a stone railing. My spine hit the edge of the stone, and the pain was so sharp my vision went black.

"You have a death wish!" He stormed over and grabbed me by the collar, hauling me off the ground. "You really have lost your goddamn mind!"

Aria rushed forward and grabbed his arm, crying, "Grant, stop! Don't hit her! It's all my fault! I'm the one who deserves this!"

She sobbed and sobbed, but between the tears, she snuck a glance at me. There was no guilt in that look, only triumph.

Grant's eyes when he turned back to me were colder than I'd ever seen them. "Do it," he said. "Scatter the ashes."

The bodyguards he'd brought started smashing the headstones.

Grant pinned me to the ground with his foot, the sole of his shoe grinding into my back. "Carly Burke, your parents' graves are being destroyed because of you. You did this."

"Stop!" I clawed at the dirt, dragging myself forward. "Connor, have you completely lost it? Those are your parents too!"

Aria stood off to the side, hands over her mouth, her voice quivering. "This is horrible… This is so horrible."

Connor murmured something soothing to Aria, then turned to me. "Take it back right now and I'l

l make them stop. Mom and Dad are going through this because of you. Don't you see that you're the one who's wrong?"

My parents' headstone shattered into pieces right before my eyes. I lay facedown on the ground and watched it happen.

"System, is it time?"

"20 seconds remaining… 19…"

I looked at the people standing around me, the people who were supposed to be my closest family in this world, and let out one last wretched smile.

The next second, I pulled the dinner knife from my pocket, the one I'd hidden long before this, and drove it into my chest.

"I'll remember every lesson you taught me. But watching wasn't enough to make it sink in, so I'll carve it into my life instead."