Chapter Twenty Seven

Adrien

While I acknowledge that I don't have the right to hold any anger or resentment towards Rosalie, I struggle to suppress these emotions. Despite putting forth every effort to change Rosalie's perception of me, she remains resolute in holding onto the cruel image of me from seven years ago in her mind.

I'm reaching a point of desperation, unsure of the next step. Leaving my children behind next week is not an option; I won't turn my back on them.

"Tit for tat." A voice echoed in my head. "It's your turn to prove yourself to her."

"I know that." I snapped. "You don't have to tell me."

I had no intention of blaming Norman for suggesting I propose to Rosalie because I understood it was the only way to keep them close. Right now, what I desperately needed was a miracle – one that could persuade Rosalie to change her mind and agree to marry me.

"But miracles aren't in your beliefs," the voice taunted.

"Can you please leave my thoughts?!" I demanded. Having a conversation with