My Love Burns for Anyone Worth It novel Chapter 18

**Vows Became Blame by Mark Twain**

**Chapter 18**

As Ronald reached out once more to stop Bella, his hand barely grazed the air before she forcefully shoved it away, her eyes blazing with fury.

“Don’t you dare touch me,” she spat, her voice laced with venom. “I don’t want your filth tainting me.” Her gaze swept over Ronald and Sebastian, filled with a deep-seated disgust that seemed to radiate from her very core. “So now, after all these years, you suddenly remember our fifteen years of friendship?”

The bitterness in her words hung heavily in the air. “Back when you chased after me over a single word from Tessa, did those fifteen years ever cross your mind?” Bella continued, her voice rising, each syllable like a dagger aimed straight at their hearts. “When I was knocked unconscious and unceremoniously thrown into the sea, did you think about our friendship then? Or did you only care about rushing to save Tessa?”

Her questions were relentless. “When I was nearly assaulted and cried out for your help, did those fifteen years mean anything to you? And when you tipped off the entire Utopia police force just to prevent me from pressing charges against Tessa—did you even spare a thought for me then?”

Bella’s words cut deeper, slicing through the facade that Ronald and Sebastian had built around themselves. “When you took my design drafts and gave away the pendant I had begged for, all to appease Tessa, did our friendship ever factor into your decisions?”

She paused, her chest heaving with emotion, the weight of betrayal evident in her expression. “And now you come running to me, pleading about our fifteen years, just because your precious Tess has cast you aside?”

With each accusation, Bella stripped away their pretense, leaving them exposed and vulnerable.

Sebastian felt the heat rise to his cheeks, his face shifting from pale to a furious red. He opened his mouth, ready to defend himself, but the words failed him. He felt lost in the whirlwind of her anger, unsure of how to respond to the storm she had unleashed.

“I don’t have time for this charade,” Bella declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. “Step aside.”

Without sparing them another glance, she strode past them, her back straight and resolute.

Ronald stood frozen for a moment, grappling with the emotional turmoil that surged within him. As he watched Bella’s figure retreat into the distance, he felt the dam within him break. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and he murmured, “Bella, we were only deceived back then. We’ll prove it to you. Just wait.”

A flicker of hope ignited within him. Would she ever find it in her heart to forgive them once the truth was revealed?

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