The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 1032

Yielding to his gentle pull, Leilani sank onto the bench beside him. She didn't lean on him completely, but the warmth of their arms pressed together offered a silent, grounding support.

She took a deep, shuddering breath. When she looked up again, her composure had returned.

"Yeah."

She nodded, her voice a little lower than usual. Callahan's intuition had been spot on.

"The lab results came back. It really is the antidote to the poison in his system. But you know how things went in Northern Myanor. That shadow figure is ruthless and completely unpredictable. Without running it through proper biological trials, I was terrified to let him take it."

"But the poison has been destroying his body for so long, and he's deteriorating every single day. I told him I wanted to run more tests, but before I could even finish my sentence, he saw the chemical analysis, snatched the vial, and downed the whole thing."

Frustration laced her voice. If only she had reacted faster, she wouldn't have been left standing there in shock while he swallowed it all.

"He told me it was his choice. He said I shouldn't carry any guilt."

"He said if the antidote worked, he’d get to watch me walk down the aisle in all my glory. And if it didn't, he'd finally be free, and he wouldn't be a burden to me anymore."

"But I've never, ever thought of him as a burden."

Leilani had never known true family. When she was brought back to the Sloan family, they treated her more like a servant than blood. Besides Paulina Cheney, she had no one.

That was why Mr. Larson's words had cut so deep, overwhelming her with a tragic kind of love.

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