My dependence on Jenna was just the result of her long–term manipulation and gaslighting…”
“Now… if I were to say that I’ve belatedly realized I have feelings for you, that I want to come back to you, would you believe me?”
It was the most I’d ever heard him say.
It sounded like an explanation, but it was really just shifting the blame.
He just wanted another wealthy owner.
His tail reached out, questing for something.
It was slapped away by a suddenly appearing Annie.
“You bad thing, don’t try to steal my mama! And what’s this ‘I don’t know how to connect with people‘ nonsense? That’s a pathetic excuse. Don’t you have a brain of your own?”
So she had been eavesdropping.
I sighed and looked towards the corner where Maximilian was hiding.
“Get out here,”
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Like a guilty child, Maximilian emerged, his head bowed, not daring to make a sound.
I had no interest in being a saint.
And even less interest in forgiving those who had hurt me.
Silas, as Jenna’s legal property, was auctioned off.
I heard he was sold to someone on the other side of the world.
Where, exactly, I didn’t care.
It had nothing to do with me.
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After Mrs. Graves recovered, Maximilian showed his parents the security footage from my living room.
Jenna’s “magical” commentary was on full display.
I saw that kaleidoscope of expressions on their faces again.
It was magnificent.
I loved it.
After a long silence, they finally dropped their objections to our marriage.
Some time later, they took their newly found daughter, Lyra, on a trip to Europe.
