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As soon as Adaria woke up the next morning, her first thought was of how she would approach Lord Cole. But when she sat up in bed and noticed Liana already awake and watching her with a curious expression, she knew something had gone wrong.
The curtain of her bed was partially drawn, but Adaria was able to notice her reddened and puffy eyes. She’d obviously been crying, and God alone knew how long.
“You were right,” Liana said, her voice heavy and trembling. “He’s working with them.”
Adaria furrowed her brows in confusion.
“You’ve spoken with him already?” she asked. Liana’s prolonged silence was enough answer to the question.
“Why would you do that?” she asked. “Why would you go behind my back even when I told you not to?”
“I needed to know,” Liana said. “He’s my father, af
