Chapter 508
Chapter 0508 Bridget's doe-eyed look, while so-similar to Elva's, was not nearly as convincing.
I Perhaps Bridget's charms worked on I those who were already fond of her, or on I unsuspecting men who found her attractive, but I was neither of those.
When I looked at Bridget now, all I could see was the memory of her standing over me in the pit. She'd had the means to save me, but she'd left me there instead. I could have died. And now she wanted forgiveness? She hadn't even properly apologized! This question of hers for forgiveness now felt like some type of extortion racket.
Something like, you had better forgive me or else! That type of attitude had a natural rebelliousness grow inside of me. I wanted to deny her forgiveness just because she was so damn demanding of
I it, acting like she deserved it.
In a perfect world, Bridget would reap what she sowed. Karma should come back around and kick her square in the pants.
I Unfortunately, we didn't live in a perfect 1 world.
Since the footage of Bridget abandoning me in that pit was cut and edited for the public, the public had no idea what she actually did to me. This feud, if allowed to continue, would likely reflect poorly on me and no one else.
Plus, Nathan wasn't wrong. Since we were to meet with the merfolk for the sake of continuing to build the alliance between the two nations, showcasing petty squabbles wouldn't look good for the werewolf kingdom.
We had to get past this. Which meant, for the sake of appearances, I had be the one to take the high road.
God damn it.
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