Yes. She was a moron, because the Tremonts killed her father and made her a n orphan, bereft of kindred and support, yet she fell in love with Mark, the scion of the family. She had thought that as long as he stood by her side, she would always be alright, and yet, it turned out that he had helped Shelly hide a terrible, critical secret.
It was a direct affront to her face. It was the clearest sign that she was, doubtlessly, the world’s biggest moron —
“She isn’t my aunt... She’s my mother!”
Arianne was stunned. His sudden confession had sent a seismic shock that locked her into a statue for a second.
Then, she cried, “W-what did you just say?!”
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