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ing with her usual brand of venom. "Her? Ma

Emma's mouth. "Hush!

m, didn't you tell me she had a headache and was going

conds away from opening the f

my eyes, and pitched my voice to s

to carry to the entryway. "You stole Lucas from me, you slept with my fiancé i

She put her hands on her hips, her sheer n

hoing in the living room. "You should be thanking me! You're a boring, u

d in horror towards the doorway, h

a roll, comple

table who probably shits in a bag! I wouldn't marry a dying cripple like him even if they pa

in the silent livin

half-open doorway, their expressions a mixture of shock and disgust. Montgomery

was a mask of cold, undisguised loathi

ngle vile, insulting word about the

his face with his hands, as if he coul

"Mom, what's with that look

t Emma, but she didn't dare, not with the Carlisles wat

distinguished guests at the door. She froze, h

n forever. My family, a troupe of clowns stripped bare, perform

. I was ashamed to be part of this family, but a small, dark part of me was gla

om. The click of her heels on the hard

reya or Emma. Her ey

as as cold as ice. "It seems

ce. I could only hang my head in shame, hid

ing, "No... that's not it, Eleanor, le

her off, not botheri

husband. "Montgome

t even bother to retrieve what he'd forgotten. He

Eleanor's back was straight and p

ehind them, a final, deafenin

y turned around, her eyes bloodshot with rage, I kne