I took one last look at Ethan as his grey eyes couldn't even face me.I tried to convince myself that he didn't deserve my tears.I met my mother's eyes, she was standing beside Robert Blackwood, her hand tucked into his arm.She still looked beautiful but her face was pale, her lips pressed tight. Our eyes met, and for a moment and time stopped. I didn't know what I expected, that he left her dearest husband's hands and come to comfort her daughter, maybe I was a fool for believing she would do that.She couldn't even meet my eyes as she looked away, her hand tightening on Robert’s, her head turning to him as if I didn’t exist. That one gesture hit harder than Rachel’s, Ethan’s lies, or not even the video playing on that massive screen. My mother had made her choice, and it wasn’t me. It never had been and it will never be.I wanted to scream, to run to her, to demand why she always chose them—her men, her status, her need for freaking money.But she was also a Blackwood by prox
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