Eloise’ POVThe room was quiet, save for the faint sound of the wind brushing against the wooden shutters. I stared at Tyrone, my heart a heavy weight in my chest. His eyes, once a source of comfort, now felt like a dark abyss pulling me further into despair. My voice trembled, but I forced the words out."Did you ever love me, Tyrone? Or was it all just an illusion I created for myself?"He looked at me, his silence speaking volumes before he even opened his mouth."Eloise..." He began, his tone soft, almost pleading, but it did nothing to soothe the storm raging inside me."What was your plan?" I interrupted, my voice rising, the hurt and anger bubbling to the surface. "Was it to make me fall in love with you? To steal me from Cedrick? To use my daughter for your schemes?"He winced but didn’t look away. That should have been my first clue. Tyrone wasn’t going to deny it.“Yes,” he admitted after a moment, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was the plan... in the beginning."Hi
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