Chapter 260

But now, every word Clifford had once thrown at Citrine echoed in his mind with painful clarity.

He remembered snarling at her, "Citrine, why do you have to lie all the time? That was a gift from Jeanette, not you. If you keep insisting, I swear I'll hit you."

He remembered another time, his voice sharp, "Citrine, if it weren't for Jeanette,

I'd be done for. If you try to take credit for what she did again, I'll beat you senseless."

Clifford remembered how angry he'd been, how he'd lashed out and kicked the little girl hard in the stomach.

Her face had gone pale with pain, but he'd just sneered and accused her of faking

it.

so

with him. In this

hand and

wouldn't have been blamed and she wouldn't have been cut off

wasn't me who didn't trust her-it was your family. You all accused her, and you even

if blaming me makes you feel better, go ahead." With that, she

classroom in a daze, feeling as if all the strength had drained

go grab coffees for all of us from that café on North Street," Laird jeered, pulling a few crisp hundred-dollar bills from

but the memory flashed through his mind he and Laird had treated Citrine the same way once, bossing her around, ordering her to

year, they'd humiliated her as if she were

all he'd done to Citrine, the sting of humiliation from these guys didn't feel quite so sharp.

their ridiculous demands, and said, "I'll head out now.

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