Jeremiah’s tender expression vanished, replaced by pure disgust. “Lainey, you were already indecent five years ago. I can’t believe you still haven’t changed after all that time inside.”
“I don’t even know what Mom was thinking, forcing me to marry a whore like you. It’s utterly disgusting.”
With that, he turned sharply and left.
But Margaret didn’t move.
She looked at me with a smug smile and said, “The wedding in three days will be all about Brother Jeremiah and me. As for you, just go rot in some dark corner.”
When I didn’t respond, a flicker of displeasure crossed her face. Suddenly, she pulled out the diamond pendant.
Only then did a spark of life return to my lifeless eyes.
“Lainey, you care about this pendant so much? Fine, if you want it that badly, I’ll give it back to you.”
With merciless cruelty, Margaret smashed the pendant against the floor.
The diamond shattered.
And with it, the last shred of feeling I had left for Jeremiah turned to ashes.
Like a broken dog, I tumbled off the bed, ignoring the needle still lodged in my hand, desperate to gather the scattered fragments of the diamond.