Chapter 48

He covered his face, realizing for the first time the extent of Lemira's sacrifices. He had been oblivious, underestimating her efforts. Lucian felt a pang of regret. He had taken Lemira for granted, unaware of her silent contributions. He had failed as a brother. Lemira wasn't merely being petulant; she had been deeply wronged and hurt.

Turning to the butler, Lucian commanded, "Bring me the gifts Lemira gave Evelina as an apology."

The butler was taken aback. "But weren't those gifts from Ms. Langston to Ms. Sterling? Mr. Lucian Langston, if you take them back, wouldn't that be unfair to Ms. Sterling? She already feels like an outsider. If you do this, how can Ms. Sterling feel secure here? I can't possibly soften because of a simple meal. Ms. Sterling even made you soup and was injured in the process."

After a moment's contemplation, remembering Evelina's injury, Lucian softened. "Alright, just bring back the gift I sent. Leave the rest," he decided. He needed to initiate change, at least.

That evening, after dinner, Lemira locked herself in her room. Soon, there was a knock, and Lucian's voice followed, "Lemira, it's me."

Lemira opened the door, her expression indifferent. "What is it?"

"Here you are."

Lemira saw a box containing a familiar emerald necklace. Wasn't this the apology gift she had given Evelina? What was Lucian implying?

With guilt in his voice, Lucian explained, "Lemira, I know I've let you down. I've taken the necklace back. I'll get a new one for Eve as compensation, but this one means something different to you. It shouldn't have been given away." Lucian felt deep regret, especially after their recent gathering. He admitted his lack of consideration.

Lemira was stunned. She hadn't expected him to return the necklace. How unusual! In her previous life, she had never gotten such gifts back until her death.

Lowering her eyelids, she replied calmly, "Not necessary. There's no taking back what's already been given."

"Lemira, please accept it. I won't feel right otherwise. Consider it my way of making amends."

How was this making amends? A harsh treatment followed by a sweet consolation?

Noticing Evelina hiding in a corner, Lemira raised her voice, "Lucian, I have to criticize you for this. The gift was willingly given to Evelina. How can you just take it back without reason? You're hurting Evelina's feelings. Don't you think, Evelina?"

Turning to see Evelina, Lucian felt guilty for not consulting her first.

Evelina stepped forward. "Lemira, the gifts were always meant to be temporarily kept by me. I'm glad they're returning to their rightful owner. After all, I have no right to such valuable gifts; I've always known my place."

Her sincerity was palpable. Yet, after speaking, Evelina turned to leave, wiping away tears, visibly upset.

Lucian panicked. "Eve?"

Lemira leaned against the door. "Lucian, you should go comfort her."

Lucian pressed his lips. "Lemira, I was sincerely apologizing to you. But why did you have to say those things and hurt Eve? I admit my favoritism has caused you to feel neglected, but Eve hasn't done anything wrong! Her father saved your life, don't forget that."

Lemira's smile was tinged with bitterness. Indeed, nothing had changed. She had almost let herself believe otherwise.