Eloise stood rooted to her place, hearing Ruth venting out all her anger. With everything she said, and with every roar of protest she made, Eloise realised how much that woman was carrying in her chest.
She never got a chance to let it all out. People looked only at the night she had to spend with Darius, but nobody is concerned about what circumstances. They didn't care how Ruth didn't let him make any wrong advance in her way.
They didn't know what she was feeling at that time. They didn't talk about how Henry had to sacrifice his life to save Ruth. They discarded Ida's bravery to save their lives.
The only person who never questioned or doubted Ruth's character was her own mate, Edwin. The man people accused her of betraying.
Eloise's eyes slowly moved to look at her feet as those thoughts overcrowded her mind. The hold on her dagger had loosened a long ago and now she was stuck in the middle of the web of numerous thoughts and regrets.