Too Tainted

Note: This section pertains to A Piece of History" Stall. Kindly revisit the chapter for a refresher.

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Turning his gaze to Emma, he acknowledged, "I understand your skepticism towards love. Can you, despite it all, extend forgiveness to me?"

The confession continued in a whisper, each syllable weighed with the gravity of self-reflection.

"For I am the embodiment of hypocrisy, no more virtuous than any other soul traversing this earthly realm. Despite my misplaced sense of superiority, the truth is... I am inherently flawed, perhaps more so than those I deemed beneath me."

"As you astutely noted, I've been entwined in a fabrication, a fanciful portrayal of a benevolent human spirit, when, in truth, it's but a fragile façade." he admitted, his voice a delicate murmur.

Emma's fingers seized Bright's wrist in a vise-like grip, her teeth clenched in a silent determination, a fervent desire to break free from his touch in that very moment.