Judy's POV

"Woah, you live here?!" Lucy asked, her mouth dropping to the ground as she stared up at the mansion.

"Not at the moment, but I used to," I told her. "Nan's been staying here with her mate. I've been here for so long that this place kind of feels like home."

"You never told me that you lived in a fucking mansion," Lucy said, folding her arms across her chest. "How could this never come up in conversation?"

"I told you, when I arrived at the Redcliff pack, I didn't want to think about my old life," I told her.

"But still," she said, shaking her head. "I've opened up to you, it's kind of sad that you felt you couldn't open up to me."

"It's not that I didn't think I could open up to you, Lucy," I assured her. "It was just too painful to talk about. "

She nibbled on her lower lip. We sat in the front parlor, Nan curled up on the armchair, and Lucy sat beside me on the couch. She was tugging at her fingers, staring down at her lap with a sheepish expression on her face. I know I hurt her when I lied to her, but I was hurting too. The entire time I was in the Redcliff pack, I was in pain. My heart constantly felt like it had exploded when I thought Gavin and Rachel were together and expecting a baby. I thought my world had crumbled, and I was trying so hard to pretend that it wasn't.

One of the maids walked in and gave us a platter of snacks and some wine. I told her I wasn't feeling well and asked for water instead. She got me a bottle of water from the kitchen, and I ignored the curious looks from Nan and Lucy.

her,

maid," she said, her

to have a steady stream of income for stuff like that. That was part of what I liked about that

nacho off the platter and stuffing it into her mouth. "Not as good as Chester's, but

to the parlor opened, and Irene walked in. She smiled when she saw me and then gave Nan

on one of the side tables

we just finished giving Lucy the grand tour," I told her. "You didn't miss

Lucy was gawking at

breathed. Then she looked at me, her

I said, raising my

her clothing brand all the time. I wish I could own a few pieces, but they were so expensive. We literally

telling her any truth about myself. I hated lying to her, but at

fan?" Irene

Lucy admitted, a blush creeping along

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