MISTAKE 73

Chapter 73: A much-needed talk

"Did they bully you, baby?" he began tentatively, breaking the quiet between them. "If they did, then you should definitely go. I will have you walk in like a star. Fifty bodyguards, eighty road clearers."

His words almost made her spit out her food.

"Road clearers?" she asked.

"They pat the crowd like the red sea for you," he said.

"Why would I want that?" Anya chuckled.

"For effect." He shrugged.

"I will look like a clown."

"You will look like a star. So, did they bully you?" he asked.

Anya shrugged, her expression unreadable. "Not really. I was just... ignored."

"Ignored?"

"They behaved as though I did not exist."

Daniel's heart clenched at her words, a pang of sympathy sweeping through him.

"Why?" he asked.

"I was a busy body. They would play pranks on people regularly. One time they took a prank too far and almost killed someone. No one was supposed to tell a teacher, but I told a teacher to call the police.

The firefighters came and got the girl out of the building before she ran out of oxygen. She survived, but she was in a coma for a few months. Her family withdrew her from school, and the students involved were reprimanded. Since then, they all agreed to pretend I don't exist."

could erase the years of loneliness and isolation she had endured, to shield her from

is that not bullying?" he said coldly, squeezing

not let them kill

his gaze, a small smile tugging at her

was behaving unusually. He would call her baby at any moment and touch her

seemed to go into deep thought. It was unsure what he was thinking about, but

Anya made their way home, the sky painted in hues of purple and pink as dusk

in hand; Anya's dependence on Daniel hung over them like a hovering cloud as they approached

sense of contentment wash over

her heart up to Wendy fussing over

23. A much-needed

her to their bedroom, the familiar scent of

was basically theirs, as Daniel spent all his time there, only returning to his

While Anya took off her jewelry,

can we talk?"

a flicker of suspicion crossing her features. Every time he started a sentence this way, she knew

space next to him invitingly. Anya joined him, his hand finding hers instinctively as

thinking," Daniel began slowly, choosing his words carefully. "About us and

future.

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into her expression. "What

at her for a while before speaking, "I

process his words. "Move? But why?" Of all the things she had thought he would say, this was at the bottom of the list. For some reason, she had never really considered moving out of the family mansion. Daniel reached for her hand,

21 A much-needed

his words. He sounded as though she had said she hated him. "That's not it,"

him that she did not hold love for his house? It was the place where he ignored her the most, refused to have anything to do with her, and put her in a state of utter depression. When she thought of that house, she could

said coldly, her voice barely above a whisper. "That is the house you left me to stay in a lone day and night and even ignored me when

breath tripped in his throat; his eyes squeezed shut for a bit before he opened and stared at her, his gaze searching hers. "You

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