Amber’s POV.
“Warren…”
His name tasted like poison on my tongue. He stood in front of me in silence, his eyes scanning the inside of the cell.
Neither of us dared to speak for a few seconds. The only sounds that could be heard in the dungeon were the cold wind howling through the corridors and the slow dripping of water somewhere in the dark.
“Mom…” he called.
I shot him a furious glare. “Don’t you dare call me that!” I snarled. “You lost the right to call me anything like that! The moment you chose to betray Melissa, you betrayed me as well!”
My anger only intensified, because beneath it, I couldn’t ignore the misery festering in my chest. The man standing on the other side of my cage was the boy I had once raised and loved like a son. And now, he was one of the very people who had
