Chapter 2 - Edward Confronts Victoria After Striking Her Down
Victoria stumbled backward from the force of the blow, colliding hard against the mahogany base of the sweeping staircase. Her emerald green dress rustled violently as she clutched her stinging jaw, staring up at Edward with utter disbelief.
"You hit me, Edward? You actually hit your own wife over an old woman?" Victoria shrieked, her voice echoing off the high vaulted ceilings of the foyer.
Edward ignored her venomous words completely, his chest heaving as he dropped to his knees beside his frail mother. The crushed wildflowers he had carried with such joy lay scattered across the cream marble, trampled beneath the chaos of the sudden assault.
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"Mom, are you alright? Please look at me," Edward pleaded softly, his hands trembling as he hovered over Florence's bruised frame. Florence blinked slowly, tears welling in her tired eyes as she weakly gripped her silver-handled cane.
"I... I am so sorry, Edward," Florence whispered, coughing slightly as her son gently lifted her shoulders. Edward’s heart hammered against his ribs, a dark, suffocating rage replacing the warmth he had felt just moments before.
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