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<b>Chapter </b><b>102 </b>
(Jasper’s POV)
The drive to the house is silent. Virginia sits pressed against the passenger door like she wants to disappear.
But I can’t be bothered to care.
Scarlett’s words keep echoing in my mind.
My mistake.
I’ve moved on.
Never really mine.
By the time we pull into the driveway, my head is clearer but my heart feels like it’s been put through a shredder. It hurts, but I have no outlet to release the pain. All I can do is suppress and endure.
Maybe this is my punishment.
The door is locked. But I have a key to the house. James was so kind to hand me one when Virginia started staying over at my ce. <fnee20> Original content can be found at f?ndnovel</fnee20>
His exact words were ‘you’re the only one who can help her with her panic attacks. Keep the key. This way,
you won’t have to wait outside for us if you happen to drop her home while we’re out.’
As if I’m a doctor.
The living room feels cold as we sit on opposite ends of the couch. Virginia won’t look at me. I don’t look at
her either. We sit in silence, lost in our own thoughts.
When James and ir walk through the door an hourter, they stop short at the sight of us.
“What’s going on here?” ir asks, looking between us with worried eyes. “Why are you both here? Did you have a fight?”
“If you did, don’t let itst overnight. You should clear the air before going to bed.” James adds, shaking his
head.
I ignore them, turning my gaze to Virginia. “Will you tell them yourself<b>, </b>or do you want me to do the honors?”
She shakes her head, crying again. Once, her tears used to bother me. Now? I just find them annoying.
“Tell them or I will.”
James crosses his arms. “What is this about? Tell us what?<b>” </b>
“Virginia drugged me tonight. She lured me to a hotel, put something in my drink, and staged a scene to make Scarlett think we slept together.”
The silence that follows is deafening.
“That’s impossible,” ir blurts out, shocked. “How can Virginia do something like that<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“She wanted to hurt Scarlett,” sneer “To destroy any chance Scarlett and I might have had together.”
“Virginia?” James’s voice is deadly as he turns to her. “Is this true?”
I expect to hear denial, an excuse, or more liese out of her mouth. But Virginia surprises me by exploding
on them.
“So what if it’s true?” She jumps up from the couch, her face red with rage. “What is it to you? It’s not like you ever cared about me!”
“That’s not-” ir starts.
“It is the truth!” Virginia screams. “Even tonight, when I told you I was leaving for Európe, all <i>you </i>cared about was Scarlett. Your own biological daughter says she’s going to leave the states for a foreign country just to make way for your adopted daughter, and it doesn’t bother you? What kind of parents are you?”
James and ir go silent, stunned.
“I feel like an intruder in my own house.” Virginia sneers, her voice turning bitter, mean. “Scarlett’s childhood clothes are still in the guest room upstairs. Her toys, stored in the closet. And you, my dear daddy, always going on and on about bloodlines. If blood is so precious to you, then why do you look at Scarlett’s childhood pictures in secret? Do you think I didn’t notice?”
ir stumbles back, her face going white. I fear she might faint any second. But as if blind to her pain, Virginia continues her rant.
“The way you look at me and the way you look at her. You’re trying to find pieces of Scarlett in me. But I’m nobody’s recement.”
“Virginia-<b>” </b>
“No! Don’t Virginia me! I hate you! I hate both of you!” She shouts and runs out of the house.
James and ir stand frozen, their faces pale as if they had just lost their souls.
I should feel sorry for them. Should understand their pain, considering how much they’ve been through.
But all I can think about is Scarlett, what she went through in this house four years ago, and her voice in my
head saying I was her mistake.
Violet Moon
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