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CHAPTER 400
~Snow's POV~
Later That Night – Gazebo
The crisp night air did little to soothe my frustration.
I sat in the gazebo, a glass of whiskey in hand, staring blankly at the moonlit garden.
I had signed the papers.
I had done what Zara wanted.
So why did it feel like I had just made the biggest mistake of my life?
"Drinking alone?"
I exhaled harshly. "Go away, Vera."
Ignoring me, she glided into the gazebo, carrying a tray with a small cake and another glass of whiskey.
"Don't be like that," she cooed, setting it down in front of me. "I thought we could celebrate. After all, you're finally free."
I scoffed, swirling the amber liquid in my glass. "I'm not free."
Vera's eyes flickered dangerously, but she kept her tone light. "Not yet. But soon."
I set my glass down with more force than necessary, leaning back in my seat. "What do you really want, Vera?"
She sat beside me, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass. "I want you to be happy."
