Raven’s POV
I tried.
Every time I saw Yara, I tried to speak to her and tried to make her understand that I never meant for any of this to happen. But she refused to listen.
The first time, she walked past me without a word.
The second time, she met my eyes with a coldness that I had never seen before. “You got what you wanted,” she said. “What more do you want from me?”
I shook my head. “Yara, please.”
“Do not speak my name,” she snapped. “You do not deserve to say it.”
The third time, I found her alone, staring out of one of the windows of the mansion. I hesitated before stepping closer. “I know you hate me, and I understand why. But you have to believe me that I never wanted this.”
She didn’t even turn her head. “Of course you didn’t. Just like your mother never wanted you.”
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