Gwendolyn White let out a long sigh. "After all this, you're still going back to that city—the one that broke your heart, Bryn. Are you sure about this? Once you set foot there again, you know there's no turning back."
Briony's eyes were unwavering. "I know."
…
Upstairs, Gwendolyn and Crystal were changing the linens in the guest rooms.
When Briony came downstairs, she found James alone in the living room.
He stood as soon as he saw her, striding over. "Are you really planning to go back to Northborough?"
"I am."
"Are you out of your mind?" James snapped, irritation clear in his voice. "Do you really think Stewart will just let you walk away?"
Briony met his gaze, her lips pressed together before she sighed. "Even if I don't go back, he won't let me go."
"Just wait six months," James insisted. "Once the separation period's up, you can file for divorce again. But if you go back now, you'll have no proof of separation. How will you ever get out?"
"And what makes you think Stewart will leave me alone for even half a year?"
James fell silent, jaw tight.
"I'm tired of being so powerless in all of this."
Briony's expression turned cold. "Stewart has always seen himself as the one in control. My resistance won't change that, and he certainly won't start reflecting on himself just because I resent him."
"He's still protecting Rosita. Even if I use Mr. Chadwick's influence, that might not be enough to take her down."
"If Mr. Chadwick isn't enough, then there's me. I can talk to my dad, get him involved—"
"James," Briony interrupted, her voice steady and serious. "I can't keep relying on everyone else. If, after all this, I still need you and Mr. Chadwick to help me escape this marriage, what will Stewart think of me? He'll just see me as weak—an easy target. He'll keep using Little Nina to control me. I can't let her become his bargaining chip."
James frowned, concern etched on his face.
"I want a divorce," Briony said firmly, "and I want custody of Little Nina."
James let out a heavy sigh. "Alright. But… are you bringing me with you?"
Briony paused, caught off guard by the plaintive look in his eyes. She couldn't help but laugh. "Did I ever say you couldn't come with us?"
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