A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 1003

She had suffered far too much over the past few years. And every single time, it was because she had made the fatal mistake of trusting others too deeply. How could the Starla of today ever blindly put her faith in someone again?

She had trusted Fairfax, and because of Brinley Seabrook, he had dragged her into the abyss. She had trusted Herbert, and he... well, his actions spoke for themselves. None of them could be trusted.

So as far as she was concerned, Amos was just as unreliable.

Hearing the absolute detachment in Starla's voice, Romy knew her past trauma had left deep, permanent scars.

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Where I go is none of your business anymore," Starla replied, her gaze steady.

Romy blinked in shock. "What?"

"We part ways here."

Romy and Seymour both froze, stunned by the sudden dismissal.

"Thank you for everything you've done during this time," Starla added.

"Where are you going? I can go with you!" Romy blurted out instinctively.

Seymour would probably have to return to Cyrus Sea, but her specific orders were to stay by Starla's side and protect her at all costs.

Faced with the question, Starla merely looked at her in silence. She was Amos's subordinate, and Starla had already made her lack of trust in Amos abundantly clear. Naturally, she wasn't about to disclose her destination to his people.

"When Sir died, my strict orders were to stay with you no matter what," Romy insisted. Then, after a brief pause, she added, "I belong to Sir."

She could see that Starla didn't trust Amos. Actually... it was more accurate to say she didn't trust anyone at all right now. And it made perfect sense! If her own brother couldn't be trusted, why would she ever place her life in the hands of strangers?

"He's dead," Starla stated flatly.

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