428-Letting It Out.
Enya’s POV:
I spent the night alone in the mansion. I couldn’t help but think about Corbin’s next plan. I have also tried contacting Mother Witch, but she went missing three months ago without a trace.
The coven was unreachable, so I was beginning to fear. What if Corbin has done something? His new rules were pretty crazy about the outcasts.
I woke up in the morning with a tragic headache and found the mansion still empty. None of them came back home, but how would they?
Would they be able to face me again? But what makes me think they didn’t celebrate after I left?
I did prepare a perfect breakfast for them, just to sit and eat with them and make them uncomfortable. I assumed nobody was serious about an office that day because Lazlo returned at 8 a.m. He looked exhausted.
I was sitting right there in the living room, wearing a grey sweater and gray sweatpants. He didn’t even spare me a glance and left for the bedroom. Maynard and Christina came back and bolted straight into their rooms.
“Wow!” I laughed at myself a little, thinking, “And here I thought they might try to explain to me why they messed up.” I felt like a fool for not believing someone when they showed me their true colors. After a few minutes, they all came back outside and went straight to the living room. They might have needed some hot showers to ease up their muscles before they spoke to me.
When did the differences grow so big?
Lazlo sat on the couch with his body crouched down and his foot restlessly shaking. Maynard sat alone, leaning back on the couch, his head tilted, but his eyes were fixed on my face. Christina had her arms crossed over her chest and nothing but arrogance on her face. it wasn’t our fault. If you are
“What happened last night expecting an apology, cut it. I am deeply hurt that you asked my mate to accept you right in front of my eyes.” Christina started the conversation when she should have remained silent.
“You know, it surprises me how you are able to think you can fool these two but also that you can look me in the eye and forget how you were constantly pushing me to accept Maynard and marry him because Lazlo isn’t treating me right. But I understand that my words are worth nothing. I am forever a liar, even after not lying once to anyone.” I scoffed, fighting the urge to break down. “As for these two, I am sorry!” I said, making Maynard and Lazlo attentive and defining their posture to look at me.
“Trust me, I am sorry that I expected anything from you two. I forgot that I have always been enough for myself. I should have relied on myself then you t—wo,” I turned my face straight, ignoring the two people looking at me from my left and from my right.
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