Jocelyn Yeager said she liked her, but for power and status, he married Bessie Leclair, disregarding her reputation, and plotted her kidnapping to elope.
Ignatius Leclair said he liked her, but time and time again he drove her away, shutting her away in the remote mountains. This isn't affection; it's for his own desires.
Nathan Leclair was a mystery to her; over time, their relationship was only slightly better than that of strangers, with an occasional word exchanged, nothing more.
So speaking of it, what good were these imprisoning affections to her? It would be better for her to live alone in peace.
"I remember you hated the Squire siblings the most, so why would you pass a message to Griffith Squire?" Delphine said casually, her gaze drifting to the lush summer garden. Soon, as the daylight completely vanished, the garden lights would begin to illuminate, casting a tranquil beauty in the dimness. It was really summer, though it was a pity there were no fireflies here.
