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time to hurt us when the opportunity arises! You’re just like your mother, always trying to sabotage everything we’ve worked for!” Bethany’s words were laced with venom, and her eyes burned with betrayal.
Carrie stood frozen, her hands trembling, unsure of how to respond to the barrage of accusations.
She had always tried to stay out of family conflicts, but now, being thrust into the middle of it all, she could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on her.
“Enough, Bethany,” Carrie’s voice was calm but firm.
“I didn’t do anything wrong.
I was just trying to do what’s right.
” She had always been the quiet one, but she knew that now, she had to defend herself.
The tension in the room was palpable, and even though her heart was racing, she couldn’t let herself be intimidated.
Bethany, however, was beyond reason.
Her words grew harsher, more accusatory, as she advanced toward Carrie.
“You think you’re better than us, don’t you? You think you can just come into this family and act all innocent, but I see right through you!”
Carrie, holding her ground, replied quietly, “I don’t want to fight with you, Bethany.
I never wanted to cause any trouble.
But this.
.
.
this isn’t me.
You’re wrong about me.
”
Her words seemed to have no effect on Bethany, who continued to seethe with anger.
It wasn’t just the issue with Anna—it was everything.
The way things had changed in the family, the way people were turning on each other.
As the confrontation wore on, Carrie felt a sense of helplessness wash over her.
The family she had once thought of as her own seemed to be slowly unraveling, and she didn’t know how much longer she could hold on to any semblance of peace.
In the meantime, at the Meteor Atelier, Bella walked in quietly, feeling a momentary sense of calm despite everything happening in her life.
Asher had agreed to accompany her, though he was still worried about her wellbeing.
The pressure she felt from her brothers’ overprotectiveness was palpable, but Bella wasn’t one to let it show.
She had her own plans, her own ways of dealing with things, even if she had to face them alone.
As she stood there, looking at the elegant designs displayed around her, her thoughts wandered back to the auction and the wound on her hand.
It was nothing, really.
Just a small cut, but the events surrounding it had left a deeper mark on her heart.
The Salvador family, Rosalind’s manipulation—it was all too much, and she couldn’t let it slide.
Not when the consequences were so personal.
“Bella, do you want me to stay?” Asher’s voice broke through her thoughts.
She turned to see him standing by her side, his expression soft but still filled with concern.
“No, I’m fine.
I just need to think,” Bella replied, offering him a faint smile.
“You should go back and handle things with the family.
Let me deal with my own mess.
”
Asher hesitated but finally nodded, his protective nature at war with her desire for solitude.
“Alright.
But remember, we’re all here for you.
”
As Bella watched him leave, she felt the weight of everything pressing down on her.
She had to figure out what to do next.
She couldn’t keep running from it all, but she wasn’t sure if confronting it head-on was the right choice either.
All she knew was that she couldn’t let Rosalind or anyone else get away with what they had done.
It was time to fight back.
