Chapter 542

"I'm not making up stories," Samson said. "Everything I'm telling you now can be backed up with evidence. I'm only telling you this because I don't want to see you suffer. "You took an entire year to recover from the moment I brought you from Osmo to Usna. Yet, even when you were delirious, you kept calling for William. "I remember asking you countless times in Usna whether you really hated William. But you always said you weren't sure." Samson's fingers brushed past the window. Everything outside was blanketed in white, and even the dense branches were covered in frost and snow. "You're not the only one who can't differentiate love and hate—even I can't either. So, I understand you. I know you can't move on from William because of your meticulous nature. "You clearly know what you want and what you're pursuing. Everything you do has a definite goal. I've been watching you, and from the moment you returned and began investigating Mr. Felix's death, I knew you still couldn't let g