GENERAL
The children were already asleep by the time Violet returned home. She flung her bag, tossing it onto the bed as soon as she stepped into the bedroom, and she slumped on the bed, flopping her hands with her back against the bed. She stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to explain what she was feeling after getting what she wanted.
"I love you, Violet," His confession ran in her ears again, and she cackled out, cupping her reddened face. The feeling was one she enjoyed and wouldn't want an end.
She placed a hand on her chest as she thought about the whole thing. It turned out that she was just jealous for nothing, and he really wanted her.
He only did what he did with Amelia to avenge what she did to Vincent. He was trying to make her feel the same thing he felt when she was touched by another man.
She turned over in the bed, her face in the bed, and she hit the bed happily, swinging her legs in the air.
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Stewart wouldn't stop smiling as he drove home. He finally got what
