Rise of the Formidable Ex-wife (Lucia and Alex) novel Chapter 249

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The television was still

Lucia came

came into the living room, the volume turned low, Margaret’s face frozen on the screen where Lucas had pased it mid-sentence. Her daughter’s eyes were wet, her hands trembling, her mouth open as if she were about to say something else. Lucia had already seen the interview once, alone in her study with her hand pressed over her mouth through most of it. Watling it a second time with her family gathered around her did not make the experience any easier If anything, it was hardes because she could see the impact it was having on each of them in different

Kia sat ho

the couch with her knees together, her entire body leaning toward the screen, her eyes still fixed on that argaret’s face. She had the expression of someone watching something shift in their understanding of the

Ria said quietly, her voice carrying certainty. “You can tell just by looking at her. This was not performance. Strategy.” She looked at Lucía directly, her eyes searching for confirmation. “She is actually sorry. She has ged. People do not cry like that unless something real has happened inside them.”

down slowly in the armchair across from her daughter, not answering immediately. She let the words exist in the or a moment before she responded, because Ria had touched on something that Lucia herself was struggling with, hing that felt dangerous to acknowledge.

was standing near the window with his arms crossed, his jaw set in that particular rigid way it set when something Side him had already decided how it was going to feel about a thing and was firmly not interested in negotiating with his motions about it. His voice, when he spoke, was flat and controlled in the way that meant he was holding back considerable

“It doesn’t matter,” he said, not looking away from the screen. “She can cry on every camera in this country. She can give away every dollar she has left. She can spend the rest of her life apologizing and it does not change a single thing that happened” He finally looked at the screen, at Margaret’s face still frozen there in that moment of vulnerability. “She can be the most remorseful person alive and Dad is still in the ground. That does not change because she finally told the truth on

Camera.”

“I’m not saying it changes that,” Ria said, and there was frustration creeping into her voice now. Im not saying her apology fixes everything or brings Dad back or makes any of what happened acceptable. I’m saying something changed in her I’m saying people can do something monstrous and still become someone different afterward. Both things can be true at the

Mame time.”

“Both things being true doesn’t bring him home for dinner,” Lucas said, his voice rising slightly now. “It doesn’t give us back the years he would have had. It’s just words, Ria. Pretty words on a screen that everyone is going to watch and feel better about themselves for feeling

Meanwhile we are still here without him and that does not change.

The room held

each other

She two of them not quite arguing, both right in ways that did not cancel

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ais vous low and measured as he listened to whoever was railing the tamily sur m antuet’s bare sull frozen on the screen and Euch could feel the weight of wong onse to Margaret confession would be.

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was reporting weather, but Lucia could see the tension in his shoulders ease slightly

Monica, who had been sitting cross-legged on the floor with her sketchbook closed in her lap, looked up at that announcement. When she spoke, her voice carried something sharp and cutting that had not been there before something that had been forged in the last few weeks of being called a thief and a liar by strangers

“Of course it has,” Monica said. She was leaking around the room like she was trying to make each of them understand something important. “Yesterday I was a thief and an attention seeker. Today I’m probably some kind of hero because I donated the money, because now people have a reason to feel generous about me instead of greedy” Her voice was steady but there was anger underneath it, the particular anger that came froma seeing clearly into human nature and not liking you saw. “It’s the same people. The exact same strangers who called me greedy two days ago. They didn’t learn anything about who I actually am. They just got new information that let them feel a different way about themselves”

“Monica…” Lucia started, but her daughter cut her off.

“I’m not wrong,” Monica said, and now she was looking directly at Lucia with an intensity that made her look older than sixteen. “They’re not sorry for what they said about me. They’re relieved they get to stop feeling guilty about saying it. That’s completely different from actually caring what happened to me. That’s just them wanting to feel better about themselves”

Lena had been quiet on the end of the couch, her phone in her hand, scrolling through messages, and now she looked up like she had been waiting for the right moment to speak. Her voice was smaller than Monica’s, less certain of itself, but carrying its own weight.

“Hayley texted me,” Lena said. She was looking at the screen of her phone like it contained something she was trying to decipher. “She apologized. She said she was sorry for believing the story, sorry for the things people were saying near me at school, sorry for not standing up for me when it was happening.” Lena’s thumb hovered over the phone screen like she was deciding whether to answer, whether to accept the apology that had come now that the fight was over. “She wants to know d we’re okay. She wants to know if we can still be friends.”

The room turned toward her. Alexander crossed the room and sat on the arm of the couch beside her, and Lucia could ser him reading the message on the screen.

“Where was she,” Alexander said, his voice gentle but carrying something underneath the gentleness that did not bend or soften, “three days ago? When the lies were everywhere? When people were saying things to you in the corridors of your school and you were walking through hallways wondering if anyone believed you?” He let the questions hang there for a moment. “Where was Hayley then?”

Lena’s expression shifted slightly, her face hardening just a fraction as she understood what her father was asking her

“She wasn’t around.” Lena said quietly.

“She wasn’t around when it was hard.” Alexander said. His voice was still gentle, but the underlying my unforgiving. “She is around now that it is easy. She waited to see which way the public opinion was going to land before she decided whether to stand beside you. That is not friendship, Lena. That is convenience wearing friendship’s clothes. looked at his daughter steadily, his eyes not wavering. I am not telling you what to do. Lam telling you what I see t who needed the entire world to agree with her before she was brave enough to defend you A person who was wiling you be hurt rather than risk standing aloue with you?

Lena looked down at her phone again, the weight of the decision pressing down on her shoulders she was tour that friendship sull felt essential, still felt like something that could save you and she was old eagh to be understand that some foendships were not actually meant to save anyone. They were just meant to make

I dont want to lose my bend Lema sand quietly, and her voice cracked slightly on the last word I I don’t want to lose her tous.

Then that is your choice to make Alexander sand, and his voice carried something like compassi derstood when he was asking her too. But you asked me what I doigght and I think you dese

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Soy when it whyd, not just people who show up once it has become safe. You deserve friends who believe you before the

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