Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 222

It finally dawned on Silvia—Shipley was only drawn to her because her eyes reminded him of Vianne’s. That absurd truth made her blood run cold. She sucked in a steadying breath, fixing her gaze unflinchingly on Shipley’s face.

She studied his handsome features, so familiar and yet suddenly distant, and let out a dry, sharp laugh. “So, Shipley, is it thrilling for you? Toying with two women at the same time—does that make you feel powerful?”

Shipley’s smile faltered. “Sweet Silvia, what are you saying? You’re the only one who matters to me. There’s no one else in my heart.”

She watched him carefully, his words hanging in the air, but he didn’t move closer. Silvia’s eyes flickered with calculation. She needed to stall for time. If her guess was right, Kent would be here any minute.

She pressed on, “If I was really the only one, you never would’ve let Vianne move in with us.”

Shipley’s tone was defensive. “You know Vianne had just come back. She didn’t know anyone, didn’t have anywhere else to stay. We were just helping her get back on her feet.”

Silvia’s voice was cool, her breathing even. “And yet you made me move out. Was I supposed to just step aside so she could have my place?”

He looked guilty, as if he finally understood just how wrong he’d been.

He said softly, “Sweet Silvia, I know I hurt you. I can explain. You were acting cold towards me, and I—well, I was angry, I—”

She cut him off, her words laced with bitterness. “So you decided to use me as Vianne’s stand-in. For five years, Shipley, I lived in the fairy tale you built for me, convinced it was love. But it was only ever about comforting yourself, wasn’t it?”

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