Fiona snapped, "How could that diary be real! If Liz had any feelings for Lucian, she wouldn't have rejected the marriage proposal right in front of me!"

Remington's hands, previously hanging loosely at his sides, clenched tightly as a tumult of emotions surged from disbelief to realization.

His voice was hoarse, "Rejected the marriage?"

"That year Liz turned sixteen. Camille wanted Lucian and Liz to study abroad together. In front of me and Camille, they made it crystal clear - they weren't having any of it!" Something seemed to lodge in Remington's throat, and it took him a moment to speak, "Was it during the Christmas holidays?"

Fiona pondered before nodding, "Christmas Eve, to be precise. Camille always visited me on that day."

Remington abruptly closed his eyes. Darkness enveloped him, yet it couldn't hide the burning pain in his gaze.

He remembered that holiday season; he was caught up with the branch office work and only made it back to the family home four days after Christmas.

he saw a group of elders chatting

wonder Camille adores you and wants you as her daughter-in-law. What do you think, Liz?" "I'm still young.

withdrew her hand, glancing at Lucian, who was playing video games on the couch. Lucian looked up, made a face at her, and

love. And Fiona was all for uniting Lizetta and Lucian;

listen to Grandma Fiona, but he later

she'd already

looked at him over the years: admiring, joyful, bright, hopeful, bitter,

that the veins seemed on the verge of bursting, his handsome face maintaining a rigid calm. "Remington,

in the next second, Remington turned and swiftly walked away without

for over half

clasped together yet trembling

at reassurance fell flat, both

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