Now that everything was out in the open, Naomi had nothing left to fear.
She recounted everything that had happened since she had decided to give up on Zebulon.
Considering that her years of chasing after him had indeed caused him trouble, Naomi didn't embellish the truth. She even left out the detail about the straw that broke the camel's back.
As she spoke, she felt a heavy weight lift from her chest. The suffocating pressure that had been building inside her vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of relief.
"I believe what Zebulon said at the Christmas' party was the truth, and it just so happened that I was ready to give up, too. That's why I said I didn't want to marry him anymore."
"I'm grateful that Zebulon protected me today, but if he hadn't insisted on dragging me to dinner, we wouldn't have argued, and the car accident never would have happened."
Naomi spoke each word with precision. "I am not the only one responsible for this, and I refuse to be dragged into this any longer."
Naomi dug her nails into her trembling palms. For someone with her temperament, saying these things was incredibly difficult.
But she knew she couldn't back down now.
If she retreated today, everything would become her fault.
She was already carrying too many burdens; she couldn't possibly accept the weight of a "life debt" on top of it all.
"Carter, is all of this true?"
It was Mr. Hughes who asked. His face was dark, his eyes cold and serious.
Carter was terrified of Mr. Hughes. Among all the elders, he was the most stern and humorless. If it weren't for Mrs. Hughes, they wouldn't even dare to visit the Hughes' home.
"Y-yes, it is."
Facing the elders, Carter didn't dare lie. However, he still tried to speak up for Zebulon, emphasizing that after Naomi had decided to cut ties with them, Zebulon had realized his mistakes and was now trying to make amends.


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