Chapter 95
~APOLLO
Each time I don’t respond to my mother’s call, her voice seems to grow louder. Initially, I thought about grabbing Lana and making a leap out of the window, hoping to spend the night together, just the two of us.
But deep down, I knew that wouldn’t end well. Her pleas for me to stand up for our relationship echoed in my mind, I realized it wouldn’t be easy and could go horribly wrong, but after feeling her in my arms just moments ago, I couldn’t bear the thought of giving up on our connection. The idea of having to spend the rest of my life with someone else that didn’t make me feel the way that she did was torture.
Lana attempts to hide, but to both of our surprise, I take her hand and guide her toward the door. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, and my mate doesn’t
have a clue either.
“What are you doing?” she gasps. “Your mother will freak out if she finds out I’m in here with you!”
My jaw tightens; while that’s true, I’m not thinking clearly right now. I just want to do whatever makes her happy. She wanted me to confess and maybe this was the perfect opportunity to do it.
“Apollo?” she says, panic creeping into her voice as I grip the doorknob.
Before I can have second thoughts, I swing the door open, bracing myself for my mother’s outburst at finding my stepsister in here with me.
Her eyes travel from my shirtless torso to Lana’s flushed cheeks, the silence that immediately follows fills the air with palpable tension.
I can practically see the steam coming out of her ears from the rage boiling inside her. This was probably not the best way to start this conversation with her but I did not have any intentions of hiding Lana from my mother anymore. I wanted to come clean about everything. I saw what it was doing to my
mate and I couldn’t fucking bear to hurt her anymore.
“What is happening in here?” my mother demands, her tone sharp.
Lana glances nervously between us, clearly worried not for herself but for me.
This conversation shouldn’t involve her; it’s bound to get messy. Vdid not want her to be around when things intensified. That meant, she needed to
leave right now.
“Lana,” I say softly, “go back to your room. I need to talk to my mother.”
The worry in her eyes increases at my suggestion.
“But-”
“Leave,” my mother interrupts. “My son and I need to have an important discussion… without you.”
My hand curls into a fist; I can’t stand the way she talks to my mate. I’ve spoken to her about it already but clearly she was not ready to listen to me.
Lana hesitates, but after I nod, confirming that it was okay for her to leave, she slowly turns and walks away.
The moment she’s out of sight, my mother pushes me back into the room and slams the door shut. It was clear that she did not want anyone else
our conversation.
Arms crossed, she glares at me, “Why on earth would you have that girl in here with you dressed like that? Do you even realize how inappropriate this is when your future wife is just down the hall? What would have happened if Jada were the one who’d found you in here with Lana? I don’t care that she is your step–sister son, she should not be allowed in your room.”
My jaw clenches. “I can’t do this anymore,” I tell her, ignoring everything else she’d just said to me.
She frowns in confusion. “Can’t do what exactly?”
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It was hard to get the words out knowing the reaction I would get in return for it. However, I could not hold back.
“I can’t go through with this wedding. I’ve had time to think, and I don’t want to marry Jada. It wouldn’t be fair to her or to me if I can streat her right i only agreed to this wedding for your happiness.”
Panic flashes across her fan
as she processes my words. She was not expecting me to back down so close to the engagement date.
“Have you lost your mind, Apollo?” she demands, her frown deepening. “Jada’s parents are already scheduled to arrive tomorrow to prepare for the engagement ceremony! And now you want to back out? You can’t do that!”
“Mother,” I state flatly, “I have made up my mind.”
Her eyes narrow, a storm brewing. This is not the best place for such a setting, my father has never seen her explode like this at home. I’d hate for anyone else to witness her true colors in a moment like this.
“This is about that girl, isn’t it?” she accuses. “You’ve been in here with her for who knows how long. Only the two of you know what you have been up to while locked inside of this room. She has clearly said or done something to you that’s made you suddenly want to ditch the girl who is perfect for your in every way!”
I run a hand down my face in exasperation. “Yes, this has to do with how you treat Lana. I warned you that if you didn’t show her some respect, I would end this arrangement.”
She jabs a finger at me. “And you think I’m foolish enough not to know exactly what’s going on here?” she shouts. “In all my life, you have never behaved this way with me. Yet, now you treat me like an outsider for a girl who will never be good enough for my family!”
1 frown, confusion swirling.
“What are you talking about?” I ask cautiously. I’ve long suspected she knew about Lana and me, but now it feels confirmed.
“I know everything about you and your stepsister,” she snaps, clapping her hands in a mock applause. “I know you two are involved in things a brother and sister should never be doing!”
Fuck.
I hate how she refers to Lana as my sister. She is nothing close to that.
In the past, my mother has always drilled it into my head that my step–siblings aren’t my blood relatives and should never take precedence over my real siblings. So then why was she suddenly speaking like this?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lie, unsure why I’m denying the truth when I could use this moment to lay it all out.
It was the perfect opportunity to confess but the words were trapped inside of me for some reason.
“Of course you do,” she retorts, placing a hand dramatically on her forehead as though in pain. “You really think a mother wouldn’t notice when her son is interested in a woman he shouldn’t even be looking at?”
I didn’t like the direction where this was going. I needed to remind my mother of the real issue at hand.
“I don’t want to talk about that,” I growl. “This conversation is about canceling the wedding. That’s all. Nothing else. You do not need to include Lana in
any of this.”
“How can you even stand there and look me in the eye after what you’ve done, Apollo?” she cries, throwing her hands up in frustrati idea how badly you’ve betrayed me?”
Betrayed her? For wanting to end a marriage to someone I had no feelings for? How could that be seen as a betrayal?
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