't told her m

ing while sorting through their belongings-her dad, Jonathan Godfrey, had star

ng funds, she'd traced the trail to an unexpected name: Rosemary Miller. Her mother's so-called be

in a fire, and Jonathan died not long after in a so-called accide

ing together, she had to throw up a red f

er arm through Eleanor's and he

into the living room, what s

main sofa, slightly leaning toward the side, smiling-a

It was directed toward Lucien and Angeli

like she'd just cried her heart out. She looked shaken and

in a way that felt too protective for comfort. His gaze stayed

t's all my fault. I'm the useless one who ended up coming be

ause of work. As for Calliope-if she hadn't kept nagging Lucien with all those calls, he wouldn't have been so la

hell are y

squeeze hers tighter-fingerna

the three in the room wh

face lit up with guilt and panic as she stammered and stepped forwa

linging to her lashes. "I'm so sorry! It's my fault

thick. "Yell at me! Slap me if you want! I shouldn't have called

cue, shoulders trembling like she w

onathan's face dar

middle of a critical project, everyone's watching our every move-and you decide to play dress-

But you? You're throwing a tantrum in a bridal shop? With that spoiled attitude of yours, do you really think

d at her father in disbelief, stunned that he

easure was now trampling all over he

lf right now? It was Lucien who betrayed her, ditched our daughter for another woman right before the wedding! And you're

Are you out of your mind? What spell did that Angelina girl put

e cast a heavy, tense shadow in the brightly lit room. He didn't even glance at his d

ily, besides tending to flowers and hosting those trivial aftern

m the one who carried that weight! And where were you? Other than telling me to 't

de-eyed, as if seeing a s

efforts-now sounded worthless dripping from his mouth. All her hard work keeping t

ng to fall, but she gritted her teeth, clinging to composure. "I

a child? Yeah, and look how she turned out! Selfish, thoughtless, no sense of pro

lliope, who stood frozen,

ek. "She's a girl too, but she knows how to behave, how to read the room! And you? All you ev

anymore-it was a full-o

s of a wife and mother's

ut to collapse, but Calliope ru

ur, hollow and lifeless. "I've been your wife for t

y. "You know exactly what you are. I've had it with your indecisiveness. What the Godfrey family needs is a woman who can take charge, not someone obsesse

the room before locking onto Eleanor, his

ddle in young people's relationships-it's none of your business. Just enjo