I sat there, my mind spinning in a thousand different directions as I tried to process what had just happened. How could Eleanor have won? How could she have stepped in and taken what belonged to him so easily? It didn't make sense. The woman who had caused so much chaos was now being handed the company in a sliver platter. I couldn't help but feel that this was all my fault.
The guilt started to claw at me, a cold, heavy weight in my chest. If I had just stayed in Austria, if I had never shown up to that wedding, none of this would be happening. If I had stayed away or simply ignored the messages, Eric wouldn’t be losing the legacy he had worked so hard to build. I felt like a curse, a dark cloud that had followed him and rained down destruction on everything he touched.
“Eleanor,” I he
