Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 12

The one who owed an explanation was Bryant, and he knew it.

He broke away from Margaret and strode over to me, his voice a stark contrast to the sternness from moments ago, gentle yet absentminded. “Did you hear that?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t hide it.

Yet, he didn’t say much, taking a coat from the servant to drape over my shoulders and pulling me close as we headed inside. His demeanor was relaxed. “It’s chilly out. Let’s go

in.”

He acted like what I had just overheard was only an everyday chat.

“Bry.” Margaret’s insistent voice echoed again and again, “Bry!”

Bryant acted as if he hadn’t heard.

He seemed somewhat distracted for the rest of the evening, checking his phone frequently.

as nine o’clock rolled around, Timothy’s usual bedtime, we were ready to leave.

sternly as he walked us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can push her around. because she doesn’t have family

felt a lump form in my throat.

worry. I won’t let anyone hurt her, not even myself.”

me. I’ll take care of it.”

smiled back. “I will visit

way home, I sat in the passenger seat,

become my constant companion. Yet, at that moment, sleep eluded me. My body was tired, but my mind was alarmingly clear.

voice still calm. “What exactly is the relationship between you and Margaret?”

one he loved but could never have?

calmly, “Margaret and I almost became

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my throat was blocked by a sponge soaked in water, struggling to find my voice. “Was it

had been the golden boy of RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks and the heir to the Ferguson