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Liora's POV
“She's six.
Six years old.
Tell me how she comes up with something like that if she wasn't influenced, Evren. You're in on this.”
He huffs, running a hand through his hair. “I am not in on this. You're very correct, she was indeed influenced. By your best friend and my brother. Not me.”
He seems to be telling me the truth. But no. This is like something someone so controlling would do. Marek is a sweetheart. He won't send me out with his annoying younger brother. Ariana, on the other hand, had to be the one who invented the idea.
I blame myself. If I hadn't been too trusting. If I hadn't been anticipating such a moment with Evren, I wouldn't have walked straight into this trap.
But why am I complaining? Maybe because I know the closer I get to him, the more my heart
