NovelEnglishThe brakes screeched as Leon halted, the windshield wipers striving to clear the deluge. It was Fiona who stood before him, an unexpected encounter on this drenched evening.
Impatience simmered within his gaze, mingling with a sense of absurdity. Disgust for her had taken root.
Fiona advanced, rapping a wet palm against the window, prompting Leon to unfasten the door’s seal.
Rain-soaked and drenched, her figure stood before him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStepping out, Leon’s attire surrendered to the rain’s embrace.
“It’s chilly.”
She shivered, her lips acquiring a tinge of frost.
Seeking solace, Fiona leaned into his arms, the cold sapping the warmth from her lips.
“My stance remains unchanged—I don’t want to see you again.”
“No,” she implored. “I’ll refrain from causing Millie any harm.”
An umbrella materialized in Leon’s grasp as the car door swung open.
“Depart this place.” His words held finality. “This gesture marks my last clemency.
Do not compelto abandon leniency.”
Strangely, his feelings toward Fiona had shifted. Once fascinated, now abhorrently repulsed, a bizarre twist he found almost laughable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHolding the umbrella aloft, Fiona quivered, comprehending his unspoken ultimatum.
Should her persistence persist, rudeness would inevitably cloak his responses.
In fact, those halcyon days were but mirages. She was Lois’ pawn, after all. Even if she had killed Millie, Lois would never let her go.
Her whimsy, her yearning for Leon persisted, naive amidst stark reality.
Lois, undoubtedly, had disembarked. Her wish was granted—manipulating Leon’s affections and creating an opportunity for him to love her.
Yet Fiona’s life had been one of hardship. Education eluded her; servitude commenced in her tender years.
No soul had shown her such kindness prior. Only Leon held the power to alter her circumstances.
Nevertheless, that happiness had proven illusory. Now, all was lost.
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