Vows of Vengeance: A Bride Reborn
gger, stabbing Calliope right
o cut all ties, hearing him-actually hearing him-rush to dump her for another woman still k
hy
realized it, voice shaking, tinged wi
maybe he'd feel guilty? That maybe he
y said, "Calliope, I think you deserve the truth now. I never
that moment, I knew. I can't lose her. I can't have anything around her that could hurt her or shake her peace. I have to eliminate ever
That's the
was now? A problem
er blood run cold. H
ing thought that burst into her
er, he never admitted loving Angelina. He always wore that mask o
ing a thing. He sounded relieved.
everythi
t if he had be
t off and run back to Angelina? Because he got anot
in Calliope's head, s
ness she felt in that past life came flo
ought he could just hurt her all over again? That, for An
ith rage and heartache,
h, ready to throw h
hing, the fury that Eleanor
ter in a flash. Her usual elegant voice was sharp
again, I
with that Angelina this whole time? Then what the hell was all this with Calliope for? What a
tion, each word forced out
ke some kind of fool?! If your heart belonged to someone else, why didn't you just say so earlier? Why wait until the night before the wedd
break down. Her heart felt like it had been
composure. No matter how unpleasant a situation, her moth
her mother's heart; it had crossed a line t
pride hurt Eleanor more t
pected Eleanor to be there, mu
, "Mrs. Carmody, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I let Calliope down. I let your whole
p for wasting her youth and playing with her feelings?" Eleanor w
calm. She gently held her mother's trembling hand,
ology. I'm agreeing to c
e silence on the oth
wavering, "From now on, you go your way, I'll go mine. We're done
ation, she en
r again. She pulled Calliope into a tight hug, her voice choked, "Sweetheart
s arms, her eyes stinging, but
elived events like she had, then things mig
hrough some people, to protect
, her eyes clear and steady, maturity
on someone like him,
rmly. "Right now, we've got mo
ooked bac
ously, "Mom, don't you think it's a bit too convenient t
hat poor girl's had a rough life... H
, especially when money's in the equation,
nor frowned,
e reliable, a professional auditor maybe, and go through Dad's recent financ
ard there might be some trouble
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