REMORSEFUL
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attempts at reconciliation were blatantly ignored? No. If these people wanted to get to know him, they certainly weren’t going to do it with his money. There was absolutely no way in hell that she would allow Gwendolen to benefit from any of this, either. She believed that if Raymond had purposely left them out of his will, then she had to respect his wishes. If they were serious about righting their wrongs, she would help them. But it would be of no monetary worth.
Three months after Raymond’s death, Gwendolen was still furious. It was difficult to imagine a time when she wouldn’t be. Nathan and Emily were slowly starting to build a relationship with Nora and their half-siblings. She, of course, was not. Her children hadn’t received any money from the will and neither had she. She had confessed for nothing. Nothing.
What good had it done? For her, certainly none at all. She felt as though her relationship with her kids was deteriorating with every meal, every afternoon, and every second they spent with their extended “family”—if you could even call it family. For many years, she had been the only family they needed. The remorse she had felt when she had discovered the considerable sum of Raymond’s estate had long vanished.
Gwendolen was much more comfortable in her frame of fury and that’s where she intended to stay until it burned, charred, and inevitably ate her alive. Which, not that she knew it at the time, would be sooner than she expected.
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