Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 502

She'd been hurt too many times for no reason at all. Even if Adah had changed, Claire couldn't bring herself to believe it-old habits die hard, and she wasn't about to let herself get fooled again.

That's why, in this moment, her words were sharp and merciless, each one aimed to wound.

Claire didn't hold back; everything she said was as cutting as a thousand arrows, and Adah felt every single one pierce straight through her heart.

There's a special kind of pain that comes from being hurt by someone you love.

For years in her past life, Claire had suffered at the hands of the people she loved most. How had she survived it all?

"Claire, I'm sorry," Adah choked out, voice trembling.

"If you're really sorry, then disappear from my life. Don't ever show your face to

me again," Claire snapped. She spun around, left Adah standing there, and walked into the house without looking back.

Adah stared after her, watching that resolute figure vanish through the door. Tears streamed down her cheeks, unstoppable.

She'd brought this on herself. She deserved it.

All she could hope for now was that, in this life, Claire would finally find

happiness.

But at least, she wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

adored Claire, treating

in her former life, and

surrounded by friends from the wealthiest families in town; no one

brought over the person Claire

that, she could finally

moment longer,

and was instantly enveloped in the familiar

table and spotted a steaming bowl of chicken noodle

staring

did

you're back," came Mrs. Tempest's warm voice.

must be starving. Come try this

and lifted a forkful to her

She couldn't help it—her nose stung, and tears

to life, she'd tasted the finest foods the world had to offer,

flavor on her tongue again, she couldn't hold back

she ate, mingling with the broth. She ate quickly, as if afraid the

"Slow down, sweetheart, you'll choke if

of soup. Sniffling hard to push back her tears, she finally turned and asked, "Mom, who made this

a napkin from the holder and gently

slow down, honey.

please, just tell me. Who made

so too.

kitchen and called, "May, could you come here for a