𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞

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A/N: Each Chapter just keeps getting better and better. Enjoy!
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Leia's POV

After we had that conversation it has been quite quiet between us. The gust of wind flowing through the cracked glass of the window along with the kids laughing and playing outside broke our lull. It was nice and comforting. His back was placed against mine as we both sat opposite sides of the door.

"Leia, " Ray called my name suddenly, "Let me out. Mom is approaching them. Aren't you the slightest concerned? Especially Norman?"

I let out a snort, "I am long over him. Sure I still care about him but he's with Emma out there. So in that case, Norman is on his own."

"Not at all concerned naturally." Ray sighed heavily, "How selfish of you."

My body stiffens as my arms are currently crossed. I took a good grip of them as my body started to trimble. Am I really selfish?

"I fell in love with you because you were a sweet and caring girl. In reality, you're selfish, pitiful, careless. Though on top of that you're lonely as hell. So don't think that can cover up how horrible you are. You're just as bad as Emma."

"How dare you compare me to that bitch!" My eye twitches as I instantly turn to slam my hands on that door. "You realized you made me like this? You wanted us to become a duo to work with Mom! You made me side with evil." I growled under my breath.

I heard an annoyed groan come out of his mouth. "Blaming others for your problems? Yes, I offered you to become a duo with me. Let me remind you Norman told us to switch to his side and work for the family. You are the one who fell for that trap under Mom."

"You could have at least warned me this would happen!" I pleaded and started to feel myself become weak. "Please, Ray." My lips quiver, "I would forgive you if you forgive me." A tear streamed down my cheek. No response.

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