the point her face went pale, Calliope felt like

ectively pulled her to stand behind her. Lifting her chin, her gaze locked on

iancée who gave you seven years of her life, dragging her family's dignity through t

under that cold stare-somet

f him was nothing like the sweet

on't take it out on Angie. This... all of this was my choice

important, huh? Honestly, I just feel gross. Gross that I was ever blind enough to think you were someone I could trust with my lif

nd guilt he'd carefully rehearsed were insta

ven losing it. But this? This calm, indiffer

sive thought hit

.. come back

t-if not, how else could she seem

e, desperate for any sign that could ex

ind Lucien the entire time, finally stepped f

sorry. It's all my fault, I know. I get that you probably don't want to hear a word from me rig

g to grab Calliope's, her pos

t an eye-completely acting

insult. Angelina's hand froze awkwardly mid-ai

s beloved Angelina being ignored. "How could you be so rude?! She's apologizing to

enough,

daughter protectively. Her back straightened, gaze

e who isn't even family. I've heard enough of your crap today. She doesn't belo

ed, they pointed firmly toward the door. "Angelina, our home's too small to accommodate someone

k. Instead, she called out in a commanding tone to the maids standing in the livi

are!" Jonathan yelled

kept this home, never once let you down or disrespected the Godfrey name. And what do I get today? This? You h

yes stayed fixed on the staff, her voice snapping like a whi