Chapter 25: Ambiguous Confession

[Margaret’s POV] Armstrong's sudden confession left me feeling lost, as if the ground beneath my feet had crumbled away. “No, this is wrong,” I muttered, barely finding my voice. I stared at him, searching his face for sincerity, but all I found were more questions. If he truly loved me, as he claimed, then how could he have stood by and watched me suffer? How could he have allowed me to go through so much pain without offering so much as a comforting word? He knew what I felt for him. He knew how much it hurt me to see him with Elizabeth, yet he still asked me to help with their ceremony. Was this supposed to be love? Was love supposed to be this cruel? And why now? Why was he saying this only after I had become partners with Donald? Was it regret, or was it something else? Did my relationship with the Lycan King threaten his ego? I clenched my fists, trying to suppress the storm of emotions raging inside me. I didn't want to doubt Armstrong’s motives, but trusting him