Angela's POVI don’t want to hear anything he has to say.I make it three steps back toward the ballroom before Lyle catches my arm again. His grip is firm but not forceful, his expression a mix of frustration and something that looks uncomfortably close to desperation.“Angela,” he says, his voice low but intense. “Please, just listen to me.”I turn to face him, yanking my arm free. “What could you possibly have to say, Lyle? You’ve said enough already.”His jaw tightens, and he exhales slowly, as if trying to steady himself. “I was wrong,” he begins. “I misunderstood you.”I freeze, my chest tightening as I wait for him to continue.“I know I accused you of being… someone you’re not,” he admits, his gaze fixed on me. “I let my assumptions cloud my judgment. I thought you were after my money, that you only stayed because of what I could give you.”I frown, unsure of what to make of it all.“I found out about what my mother did,” he continues, his voice quieter now. “The pressure she
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