Yorick:
Clementine had big tears in her eyes when she called out to me and yelled in front of everyone that she did not want to leave.
For a moment, I felt like a hero, someone whose mate was choosing to stay by his side.
I guess that is how Ian must feel, because for him, Clementine would stay for real, but this was not real.
I knew it was not.
She was saying it only because she believed she was in love with me and that I was the only one for her.
I gave her a weak, broken smile and shook my head at her.
But she refused to go.
Every time Leysa tried to pull her away, Clementine started whimpering and forcing her body to stay.
At that point, I was afraid for her.
If she did not leave, we would soon be in the same situation again, where my parents would come out after they had taken control of Charles, and then everything would repeat.
So I began walking quickly toward her.
I needed to help her. I needed her to leave so she could save herself.
This place had already caused her a lot of damage.
I gave Leysa a hand gesture to tell her not to keep dragging Clementine.
"No, wait. You are not getting closer to her," Leysa said as she jumped in front of Clementine, placing herself between us.
The fact that Leysa had to protect Clementine from me made me feel low.
"Leysa, please," Troy said as he stepped forward and gently held her hand, trying to show her that I was safe to approach.
"What? You do not know what he has done. He was going to throw me into the devil’s den. You have no idea," Leysa argued.
She was not wrong for not trusting me. I had made bad decisions, so I understood where she was coming from.
I kept walking toward them and only stopped when I was a few inches away.
"I know what I have done, and there is no excuse for it," I began, but my eyes stayed on Clementine.
"Wait, let them speak. All we know is that these people are toxic," Troy said again, trying to reason with Leysa.
She shot him a harsh glare and refused to move.
"Leysa, I doubted Yorick once. I do not think it is right to do it again," Troy said.
When he said that, I realized what he meant. I had been upset with them for not trusting me, but the way he was now giving me one last chance to speak with Clementine changed something for me.
Leysa finally listened to him and stepped out of the way, but she remained right beside Clementine. Clementine was watching me with so much love in her eyes that I felt guilty. I wished I had never been born into this fucked up family.
"I’m sorry," Troy whispered as he gently patted my shoulder.
I guess he did not know the damage that had been done to Clementine or that I had been unable to protect her. Otherwise, he would not be saying sorry to me. I knew that much.

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