Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 156

Finnian studied Amara's expression carefully, asking, "Did something happen between your mom and Fiona?"

If there wasn't some serious bad blood, Amara wouldn't have exploded like that just now.

"Yeah," Amara responded, nodding. "Fiona was indirectly responsible for my mom's death."

Even after all these years, it seemed like everyone had forgotten about the deep- seated grudge between her mom and Fiona.

You know how it went-people were quick to celebrate the new and forget the old. Everyone remembered Fiona for her grace and poise, while the memory of Amara's mother, now just cold bones in the ground, was left to fade away.

At that moment, Finnian's question brought a flood of memories back, and Amara had to fight the sudden urge to cry.

"Hey, don't cry."

Finnian noticed her red-rimmed eyes, doing his best to ignore the pang of discomfort that stirred within him.

"Sometimes it's best to leave the past where it belongs."

"No, I can't. I won't forget!"

through those events herself, Amara had grown up under the harsh treatment of Elowen and Fiona, all the while listening to her nanny recount tales

up an image of her mother as kind and gentle, but tragically vulnerable. So, the seeds of hatred had long since planted themselves deep in her heart, and forgetting

of this with Finnian. In a quiet voice, Amara murmured, "Sorry for losing my cool earlier. I'm heading out now. I can make my own way back, no need

that, Amara turned to leave. This time, Finnian didn't stop

retreating figure with a

her apartment, Amara was utterly exhausted. She collapsed

bothering

lying there for a good

she suddenly remembered

something important she'd

Sitting up, she fished out her phone and dialed Finnian's

"Mr. Everly."

began, "I forgot to ask earlier—when

shown towards Elowen and Fiona;

"Didn't I tell

her lip. She'd planned to discuss the divorce with Finnian at the hospital earlier, but in the heat of the moment, arguing with

I'm sure Ms. Porter wouldn't want this dragging on. For her

up with this divorce,

office's floor-to-ceiling windows, a small