Madeline shook her head, cutting through my jumbled words with a clarity I hadn’t expected.
"No, Mina," she said, her tone gentle but resolute. "This house might be Emerson's, but you're going to be his wife. And you’re his fiancée. It’s your home, just as much as it is his. And I had no right to treat you the way I did."
Her voice softened, and I could see the sincerity etched in her expression. "I realize now that you were going through so much. And instead of being there for you, I turned my back on you and attacked you. I let my emotions and my assumptions cloud my judgment. And for that, I’m deeply sorry."
I nodded, letting her words sink in. I could hear the genuine regret in her voice, and I knew it couldn’t have been easy for her to admit her mistakes. Madeline had always been s
