Cassian’s POV
I leaned against the doorframe, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on my chest. The officers had left us alone long enough for me to face the one person who had unknowingly become entangled in this web I had woven—a web I never intended her to get caught in.
Calla.
Her face haunted me now, more than it ever had before. When I saw her standing there, looking at that video, the shock and disbelief in her eyes, it felt like everything I had worked for was crumbling.
I had never wanted to drag her into this life. Never wanted her to know what Dorian and I had done, or the legacy of deceit and manipulation we were both shackled to. But the truth was, I didn’t get to choose anymore.
I was running out of time. We were running out of time.
As she stared at me, he
