“Say it again. It doesn’t matter what blood runs in your veins. What matters is that your thoughts, the feelings you hold, are vile. That’s what makes you different from me.”
“…….”
At Cerret’s words, Lydia’s gaze wavered. She wanted to scream that it wasn’t true, but somehow no sound came out.
Cerret looked straight at the panting Lydia and continued.
“I’ve never tried to ruin someone else to take what I want.”
“I was just trying to reclaim what’s mine!”
“No, Lydia. Nothing I have was ever yours.”
Cerret shook her head. The position of duchess, Yuan, even Henry—none of it was ever Lydia’s from the start.
“No! Yuan was mine! The duchess’s position was mine too! If only you hadn’t been there, if you hadn’t stolen my place, none of this would have happened!”
Lydia gripped…
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