Larissa’s POVAfter a week of peace, I thought the public humiliation had finally made him give up.Then came the weekend family gathering.“Larissa, a friend of yours has a surprise for you,” my cousin Celeste said, walking over with a mysterious smile. “He’s waiting in the Crystal Hall in the east wing.”“The poor man showed up with an old family token, crying his eyes out, saying he just wanted to see you one last time,” Celeste hesitated. “He looked so pitiful, and he said it was to make up for a regret from a hundred years ago, so I…”A friend? I didn’t have any friends in New Orleans.“Who is it?”“You’ll see when you get there,” she winked. “Trust me, you’ll love it.”A sense of dread washed over me, but I pushed open the doors to the Crystal Hall anyway.For a second, I felt like I had traveled back a hundred years.The once-lavish hall had been completely transformed.A blood-red carpet stretched to the far end, flanked by blooming crimson roses. The air was thick with a famil
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