Maloney gave Nora a deep, lingering look.
He stood up and left the room.
He clearly seemed annoyed. As he pulled the door shut, he gripped the handle tightly and gave it a sharp yank.
Anticipating a thunderous slam against the doorframe, Nora squeezed her eyes shut and shrank back, her eyelashes trembling.
But the expected crash never came. A fraction of an inch before the wood hit the frame, Maloney instantly retracted his force. His palm slid smoothly off the metal handle, and the door clicked into place as lightly as a falling feather.
Nora slowly peeked one eye open.
The door was completely shut.
Cassidy's voice drifted through the phone's speaker. "Nora?"
"Yeah, I'm here," Nora replied. "Go ahead."
"Was your husband sitting right next to you?"
"It's fine, he went out." Nora relaxed, leaning back against the plush cushions of the sofa. Recalling Cassidy's question, she clarified, "Maloney has never made me swallow my anger."
Cassidy's reference to 'slapping' wasn't literal. It was a metaphor for forcing someone to stomach emotional abuse.
Only best friends possessed the quiet telepathy to decipher those metaphors.
Nora realized Cassidy wanted to talk about deep emotional issues.
Naturally, Maloney couldn't sit in on that.
"Nora." Cassidy took a quiet breath. "I'm not trying to drive a wedge between you and your husband. I genuinely want to know—how do you forgive someone?"
Nora answered thoughtfully, "To forgive someone, they have to have made a mistake. Maloney hasn't made any mistakes. At least, nothing he's done has crossed that line in my eyes."
"What about everyone else? Bella Monroe and Vivian Cole? How did you forgive them?"
"I didn't forgive them."
"You don't care about them anymore."
"I just want to keep the people I love in my heart. There's no room for anyone else."


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Will u upload more chapter of it...