He paused, his jaw tightening,the muscles in his face twitching as he recalled the hope that had flickered so briefly. "My father even called off alliance . He seemed ready to let go of you. I thought it was over, that I had won. But you—you couldn't just let it end, could you? You came running back, clinging to whatever scraps of power you had left. You made a scene, as always."
Andrew's voice grew harsher as he continued, his eyes narrowing in frustration. "My father had his spies everywhere, his ears constantly listening, always watching. After hearing your sob story, after you painted yourself as the victim once again, I knew the public would fall for it like always. And of course, they did. After hearing your pathetic, fake story,I knew what I had to do, and that was to take you back .
