David spoke as if he were being the bigger person, as if I were the one making a fuss. He even reached out, trying to take my hand.
I lifted my gaze to Elinor. A flicker of resentment flashed in her eyes, too quick for most people to notice, but I caught it.
She quickly masked it with a sweet smile. “She’s right, Annes. My cousin loves you so much—he’d pull the stars from the sky for you. Why can’t you just see things from his perspective?”
I let out a sharp laugh.
“From his 'perspective'? You mean the part where he was secretly sleeping with you and keeping you tucked away in another apartment?”
The words had barely left my mouth when the entire room fell into stunned silence.
David’s face went deathly pale as he stared at me. “My dear, what are you even talking about? Elinor is my cousin!”
He had fed me the same lie in my past life.
He told me Elinor was just a distant relative from his great-aunt’s side, that she had no family in this city and had come to the capital city looking for support. He even asked me to be kind to her, to help her settle in.
I believed David—right up until the day I died.