Noelle slowly turned her gaze to the mango tree beside her.The sapling was only slightly taller than her now, but she could already picture it in a few years—lush, full of leaves, and heavy with fruit.But she knew she wouldn't be around to see it.The thought settled in her mind, and so she voiced it to Beatrice.Beatrice's expression visibly changed. Then, in a lowered voice, she asked, "Is there really no way to turn things around?""Mm, yeah.""But I don't think you can leave," Beatrice countered. "To be honest, the last time I gave you the chance to go, that was already your best opportunity."Noelle frowned, and she was just about to say something when Beatrice spoke again, "He's my son. I know him better than you do. No matter how strained things are between you two right now, as long as he still has an obsession with you, he won't let you go."Noelle's frown deepened."Even if all that's left between you two is hatred," Beatrice added.Noelle didn't really believe he
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