When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Lines That Shouldn’t Be Crossed

Anneliese remained unfazed. “Huh, your mom used to sell fish at the wet market–didn’t seem allergic to dog hair then, did she? You know better than anyone whether she’s really allergic or not. You really think she’s not doing this on purpose just to make my life hell?

“And your sister–what, she’s still a kid at 19? Zacharias, your sister cracked Meatloaf’s skull open. That’s animal abuse. And you’re just going to pretend it didn’t happen?”

Zacharias‘ face darkened with frustration. He looked at her with obvious disapproval. “Anne, my dad was never reliable. My mom raised Lenora and me all by herself.

“You know how hard she worked and how much she suffered. She’s a little hot–tempered now because of how rough life used to be. Can’t you just be more patient with her? Try to keep the peace?”

It was true that Melody had had a hard life. Zacharias‘ father, Richard, had been a deadbeat who drank and beat his family. Melody had raised her two kids by selling fish at the market.

Back when Anneliese lived in the same neighborhood, her adoptive father had been a firefighter and her mother a schoolteacher.

At the time, whenever Richard went on a rampage, Melody would bring Lenora over to their place to hide.

She’d always been sweet to Anneliese–holding her hand and praising her endlessly, saying how much she hoped Anneliese would marry her son someday. Lenora even used to call her Anneliese endearingly all the time.

But somewhere along the way, everything changed.

Was it after that scandal ruined her reputation? Or when Clauderias Tech went public and Zacharias‘ status suddenly rose?

Maybe it had started long before that.

Truth was, some people would suffer with you, but never stomach your success.

Anneliese looked at Zacharias, her gaze heavy with sarcasm, no longer in the mood to argue. “Zacharias, I didn’t cause your mom’s suffering, and I sure as hell don’t owe her or your sister a demn thing. Why should I give in to them?

“Let me remind you–when my adoptive father died, it was your mother who begged my grandmother for his death pension to help your family pay off their debts. If anything, she owes me.”

She had been ten when her father died in a fire. Her adoptive mother had miscarried and died after falling down the stairs in a panic. It had been a one–two blow–Anneliese lost her whole world in a matter of days.

She’d barely finished burying them when disaster struck the Shaws.

Richard had killed someone while driving drunk, and debt collectors swarmed the family. Melody had begged her grandmother for help, and her soft–hearted grandmother had handed over every last penny of the compensation money.

Years later, when Melody fell ill, Anneliese had secretly worked at a mermaid restaurant for two years just to pay the medical bills. The chronic cold in her body–that was partly from too much time in cold water during puberty.

You should’ve seen through these people a long time ago, Anneliese Claude. They’re cold. Selfish. And you were a fool.

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