Margaret's POV
Leaving Jacob's study, I was overwhelmed with confusion like never before.
I failed...
I don't know at which point he discovered my intentions, but it doesn't matter anymore.
What matters is that I failed and I'm ready to give up.
I don't know what to do next, or what I can do, if I give up on revenge then I also give up on life at the same time.
I wandered back to my room in a daze. After closing the door, I leaned against it and slowly slid down to the floor.
Helplessly, I hugged myself and looked down at the cold moonlight that spilled onto the floor through the window sill.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
I kept muttering this over and over, but I didn't know who I was apologizing to. Maybe it was my parents, maybe it was Oscar, maybe it was myself, or maybe it was Jacob or maybe all of them.