Eloise POV:
I turned my gaze on both of them now, my fury razor-sharp.
"You let this conniving little witch poison your mind against me without even giving me a chance. Not once did you ask. Not once did you care."
I stepped closer, eyes locked on Regina.
"Yes, I worked in a brothel. But never, not for a second did I work as a p********e. I couldn’t stomach that life. I didn’t last a week before I walked out and never looked back."
I spat to the side, not bothering to hide my disgust.
"You judged me without knowing a damn thing. And now you want forgiveness?"
I laughed bitterly. "Save your breath."
Regina lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're right... and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been such a fool—"
"Enough." I raised a hand, silencing her instantly.
"Spa
