As she rested her head on his shoulder, Katherine forced a smile. The word betray echoed in her mind, like a dark omen from Shawnâs pastâ a curse left by his ex, Lina.
Though Shawn professed indifference, the wounds Lina had inflicted seemed to haunt his dreams.
For Katherine, admitting her feelings for her best friendâs brother had always been a daunting task. But now, a new, sharp jealousy began to prick at her heart, intrusive and unwelcome.
âDo you hate Lina?â Katherine asked abruptly.
âWhy would you mention her now?â Shawn retorted.
âJust tell me.â
âYes. I despise her so much that the thought of confronting her stirs a rage in me.â His response was slow and measured, tinged with feigned anger.
Katherineâs body tensed at his words. They said love could easily warp into hatred. When love ran deep, resentment often followed just as intensely. Katherine had braced herself to be blinded by love, but how could she cope knowing Shawn still harbored feelings for someone else?
Katherine pulled away from Shawnâs embrace, her gaze fixed on him in contemplation.
âWould you and Lina be husband and wife today if she hadnât betrayed you back then?â
Her question hung heavily in the air, prompting Shawn to adopt a more serious demeanor.
âThere are no âwhat ifsâ in life. Even without her initial betrayal, Linaâs nature would have inevitably led her to betray me profoundly at some point.â
Katherineâs grip tightened on Shawnâs collar, nearly lifting him off the ground.
âThink carefully, Shawn. Iâm entering this marriage out of love, not just to settle down with someone suitable. I expect you to be marrying me for the same reasons.â
âAbsolutely!â Shawn responded hastily, lifting his hands in assurance. âMy feelings for you are genuine. Without you, Iâd rather remain alone forever.â
âAlright.â Katherine decided to trust his words for the moment. Shawn drew her close again, his mind racing with thoughts of what might have gone wrong in their earlier exchange.
âKatherine.â
âYou asked whether I hated Lina. Honestly, I let go of that hatred long ago. Iâm indifferent to her current situationâitâs irrelevant to me now. Everyone has a history, right? Iâve moved beyond hers long ago.â
âAlright then, I get it.â
On a cool Thursday evening, the two families convened at Moonview Restaurant. It was a restaurant opened by Adrian, and the largest private room was reserved exclusively for their gathering.
Turner and Shawn sat in the middle, with the Watson family on one side and Katherineâs family on the other.
âIt feels like only yesterday we were watching Shawn and Joelle play in the yard. Now, Adrian, youâre a father. Itâs a joy to see all of you building your lives.â Agate, caught in a wave of nostalgia, suddenly felt tears welling up.
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