Without another word, I walked past all of them and out of the room. I could feel their eyes on me as I left, but I didn’t look back. I was too tired to fight anymore. Too tired to care.
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Alexander
I watched Ella walk away, her shoulders straight and her chin up despite everything. There was something about the way she’d handled the situation that left me feeling unsettled. Frustrated, even.
Part of me had been curious to see how she’d react. Would she get jealous? Would she fight harder for my attention? Would she show some sign that our marriage meant something to her?
But she’d been so calm at the end. So resigned. Like she’d expected me not to take her side, and she didn’t even care enough to fight for it.
It only confirmed what Gabriel had told me—that she didn’t
