The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 405

The sharp pain in her wrist was getting worse. Laura could tell—whoever had come to save her was almost there.

A small, icy smile tugged at her lips.

She was Travis’s daughter, after all.

For three years, she had kept up the act, leaving a stand-in behind in another country so everyone would believe she was still overseas. In truth, she’d spent the months before Franco contacted her living on the edge of the border—a place as dark and cruel as people could imagine, maybe worse.

Back then, she didn’t care about the toll it took. She lost weight, got anemic, let herself go hungry. She never thought her weakness would become the perfect excuse for Franco to “care” about her. It didn’t matter. It was just another card to play.

Two and a half years had transformed her. She wasn’t the naive Laura from before. She had Travis’s blood in her veins—real power, real grit.

That’s why, on the day of the shooting at the White family’s retirement home, the attackers didn’t pull the trigger when they recognized her. She took her chance, grabbed a gun, shot herself, and played up the scene for Franco’s sympathy.

Eaton was right—she was Travis’s child. Trouble ran deep in her bones.

Eaton only kept her and Hassan alive because he was terrified of what Travis might do if anything happened to his kids. After Travis died, though, killing them would have been easy. But then, she and Petty were close. They visited the White house all the time. If she turned up dead, Petty would dig for answers. Eaton couldn’t risk that. He wanted the past to stay buried, so he left her and Hassan alone.

Later, Laura saved Franco’s life. The White family owed her—Eaton hated her, but he needed her on his side because of that.

But she didn’t care for gratitude or favors. She only wanted one thing—Franco’s love.

And she knew, the minute she wasn’t useful anymore, she’d be nothing to them. Disposable.

Why couldn’t Franco love her?

What did Petty have that she didn’t? She wasn’t any less smart than Petty. She was softer, more powerful, too. Travis had left her money, yes, but more important were the connections he gave her, stretching all along the border.

Even Travis hadn’t really liked her. Still, the moment he saw her, he called it—she was the one who most resembled him, out of all his illegitimate kids.

At first she’d hated it, tried to fight the idea, but as time passed, she saw it was true. She was like Travis in more ways than any of them guessed.

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