Very likely!
Wasn’t Emma terrified of the idea of her and Finnian remarrying? If she got involved with Hogan, there’d be no way she and Finnian could ever be together again. That woman was truly vicious.
But it was hard to tell whether the suggestion came from Emma or Liliana.
“Amara, why are you so quiet?”
Emma noticed Amara standing on the balcony, staring at her with a cold, unsettling gaze. The chill in that look made Emma’s skin prickle. She strode over and jabbed a finger in Amara’s face. “Cat got your tongue? Or are you just too ashamed to speak, knowing how shameless you’ve been?”
“Shut your mouth.” Amara’s voice was icy. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly what you’re plotting.”
Emma paused for a second, but quickly recovered—she’d weathered bigger storms than this. In her mind, Amara was just a girl in her twenties, nothing worth fearing.
She sneered. “Of course you know what I’m thinking. It’s not hard to guess. I’m just wondering how someone can be so brazen, always clinging to the Everly family like some parasite. Were you born this shameless?”
“I think you’re the one who was born that way.” Amara shot back without hesitation. “You’re rude and petty by nature, and instead of doing anything decent with your life, you spend your days scheming and making trouble. It’s no wonder your own family can’t stand you!”
The words hit Emma like a punch to the chest. She’d been married to Andrew for years, but never once had she been treated with respect or affection as a wife.
When her son was little, he’d always stayed close, desperate for her care and attention. Now even he had grown distant.

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