His Faked Death, Her Real Grief

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apologize

bedside, her express

and victimized. A faint smirk

rse. "I... I am sorry for the d

t even l

strong. "That' s not enough. You humiliated

eeds to show true remorse,

ch twist

es flickered

e said, her voice

r, a silent pl

ared back,

had left shattered, I sank to

eum pressed ag

his eyes gleam

Now, stay there. And thin

elia dismissed me wit

physically an

ly walk back

felt gra

I found Julian' s belongings being mov

s mov

ici

the library, starin

re," she stated, not asked

weary to argue, t

nce seemed t

latory and clearly enjoying his ne

f a piece of toast, my han

s. "Be a dear and fetch me a glass of water, would you?

as systematically destroying my

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a r

im, he "accidentall

hattered on

he yelped, grabb

, just as Amelia walked in. "He tr

ch was perfectly fine, t

her face a mask of concer

How da

t from the shattering glass, a thin line of blood welling up. "He knocke

part of the Hayes estate

hand, then at Julia

es har

ck any cameras, Ethan.

s hand. "Julian wo

absolute, her conde

ences, Ethan," she said, h

rity, who seemed to mate

jury... receives the same treatment Julian

ing

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lips as they drag

, searing, as they poured scaldi

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