Agnes felt her more and more disappointed.
She had known all along that there was a direct link between Beatrice and that incident.
But, when she heard her admit it herself, Agnes felt a pang of pain in her heart.
Agnes's voice grew colder: "What do you think I've taken from you, from what you had?"
Beatrice's voice quivered with suppressed rage. "Agnes, I've resented you for as long as I can remember. Why were you always the golden girl of the Pritchard family, while I was pushed to the sidelines? Whispered rumors labeled me the result of an affair. Why? Our parents were genuinely in love, yet everyone saw our family as an impediment. Knowing I had a half-sister was a stain on my identity, all because of you. Father always had a soft spot for you. Remember the marriage proposal from the Whitfield family? He handed it to you, as though you were his only daughter. Did he ever think maybe I was better suited for Jared? You were aware of my feelings for him, yet you stepped in and overshadowed me. Every step of the way, you've been a thorn in my side. My resentment for you? It runs deep. If I could, I'd erase you from my life."
Agnes felt these words were nothing but ludicrous.
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