Chapter 122
Chapter one hundred twenty-two
Remy
She looks so small, curled around the toilet. Meg is anchoring her. Fierce. Loyal. I am grateful Christianna has had her. She stayed, even when she was shunned.
We have come so far.
The steady, rhythmic tapping of a cane draws my attention.
Madame reaches me and places a hand on my arm, firmly guiding me aside.
“My dear, you will put a cool cloth on your eyes and gather yourself. You have worked tirelessly to accept that you are not to blame. Tonight’s news changes nothing. It provides clarity. We will give you five minutes to compose yourself and return.”
I move to go back to Tianna, but she presses a hand to my chest.
“Give her this moment. She does not want you to see her brought low by this. She wants you to see how she has overcome it.”
I study her. Kind, but resolute. Firm. Unwavering.
Slowly, I nod and follow her back.
Erik is already demanding they move forward with the intel.
I sigh and step forward.