Sage gripped the table as hard as she could. She felt her temper almost boiling over. Sage lived a full
life. She experienced things that most people would not even have thought were possible. The only
thing she had no experience in was that. Before that night, Sage had never spent the night with any
other man. Sage still remembered how she woke up clueless and saw Jace next to her. His body was
covered in scratches, and he told her that she had forced herself onto him. How could Sage have
known that it was all a lie? The walls of the Medina were relatively thin, and Sage’s screams rang
through the whole residence.
The brothers came rushing in one after the other. “What happened? We heard you calling Jace a piece
of sh*t!”
“What did Jace do again? How could he anger you even in death?” asked Luther. Nigel kicked the back
of Luther’s foot when he mentioned Jace’s name. Luther protested, “She mentioned him first…” Seth
walked to the table, saw the letters splayed open, and instantly knew they were from Jace. “Are these
from him?” Sage nodded and turned to her brothers. “Do you still remember the night I forced myself
onto Jace?” Her brothers exchanged an uneasy look when they heard the word ‘forced’. “I do. Kane
even thought you were the victim; he nearly got into a fight with Jace for it,” Seth replied. Seth scanned
the letter’s contents and asked, “Wait, what? That didn’t happen?”
“Huh? Let me read it too,” said Luther as he pushed Seth aside.
After scanning the letter, Luther could not help but add, “How could a man lie about that? Does he not
have the ability to feel shame?”
“How would you not be able to tell if you actually did it or not?” asked Seth. “That’s right. For women,
their first time”
The brothers stopped themselves from finishing the sentence, but Sage knew what they implied. They
wanted to ask how she did not realize since women were supposed to feel pain after the first time
Sage, at that time, did not once consider that Jace would lie about something like that. Furthermore,
Sage practiced medicine, and she knew that the situation for every woman was different. Not every
woman would feel pain. It depended on the physiology of every individual woman.
Luther looked at his sister and said, “Who would’ve thought that my twenty-five-year-old sister would
still be a virgin.”
Nigel rolled his eyes at Luther. “You’re also a virgin.” “Sage went through a whole marriage, yet I can’t
even get a girlfriend,” protested Luther. “And? You can’t even get a girlfriend. What are you trying to
prove?’ asked Nigel.
Sage did not even want to touch the third letter. God knows what Jace would have exposed. Who
would have thought that Jace could still annoy her when he was already six feet under? “There’s one
left. You should finish reading it. There’s no point in delaying it,” said Seth. Sage took a deep breath
and slowly opened the third letter, exposing the neat handwriting that belonged to Jace.
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