This was her home with Faraday, and she wasn't going to let anyone drag her away from it.
Hearing her claim, Starla’s brow twitched. "Your home with Faraday? Are you genuinely trying to make me laugh right now?"
It was almost poetic. Yes, it had once been their home.
But unfortunately for Brinley...
If Faraday were still alive, none of this nightmare would have happened.
The sheer mockery in Starla’s voice made Brinley’s chest tighten to the point of suffocation. She felt a profound sense of shame wash over her.
She knew it. She knew she had thrown away a perfectly good marriage. She hadn't appreciated Faraday.
When she was with him, her secret affair with Felix Fowler had thrilled her. She had been so easily annoyed by her husband's presence, constantly comparing him to the idealized version of Felix she kept in her head.
It was the allure of the forbidden.
From a distance, Felix had seemed flawless. She hadn’t had the perspective to see the truth.
Until everything collapsed...
In all their time together, Faraday had never done a single thing to hurt her.
But Felix...
The moment the crisis hit, she finally saw his true colors.
When Brinley remained silent, Starla let out a sharp laugh. "So now you suddenly remember you were his wife?"
"Too bad you don't deserve the title."
Even though Starla was at war with the Yelchins, she had always respected Faraday.
When the rest of the family treated her like dirt, and when Fairfax grew tired of defending her, Faraday was the only one who would slam his hand on the table and tell everyone to shut up.
It was a rare sliver of decency. So when Starla found out about Brinley and Felix's affair, her first thought had been that Faraday deserved so much better.

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