Isabelle’a POVEver since the accident, Julian had been pushing my wheelchair through the manor, playing the part of the perfect fiancé.But I could already feel the shift. He kept dropping hints—how noble he was for staying, how my little hobby had made our lives so inconvenient. He was laying the groundwork. As if, when he finally walked away, I’d be the one to blame.Classic gaslighting.If I didn’t already know the truth about him and Vivienne, I might’ve believed it.And behind my back? I’d seen him sneaking into Vivienne’s room more times than I could count. They weren’t even trying to hide it anymore. Sometimes, Sebastian joined them too.I thought I’d be sadder than I was. Turns out, my heart had hardened more than I realized.To keep their affair from raising others’ suspicion, I even calmly told the maids to avoid Vivienne’s room.I wanted to save the reveal—make it a proper surprise at my party. A fitting end to a life of being gaslit, betrayed, and lied to.…My birthday
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