Chapter 14-tolerance

Jaclyn's POV

When Natash·Yael finished speaking, my eyes grew colder. Her words ignited anger in me, and my gaze had frozen into an arctic glacier, with a dangerous rage akin to a volcanic flame.

I never knew this woman could be so articulate. In my impression, she was always timid in my presence, speaking in a hushed and hesitant manner.

I had never seen a woman so adept at using both reason and emotion. Unfortunately, she chose to reveal this side of her at such an inappropriate moment.

I don't want to admit it, but at this moment, I have to acknowledge that she is determined to part ways with me.

The memories engraved in my mind, those I often reminisce about when idle, have become unbearably bitter. I foolishly thought she still cherished our past, but she had long cast it aside.

Natash·Yael's words have already stripped me of my usual wisdom and judgment. All I can think about is how she wants to separate from me.

I have forgiven the past, but now she wants to leave me, and she s