Liana POV
I sat on my bed, fuming. The audacity of Darius to accuse me after everything I had endured. The betrayal I felt was like a knife to the heart, twisting deep. But I couldn’t let the hurt consume me. I needed to focus on clearing my name. If I sat down to mope on what Elara had done to me, I was sure she would take more advantage of my vulnerability.
My mind raced through the events of the past week. Someone had deliberately planted evidence to frame me—I was sure of it. The real traitor was hiding in plain sight.
I stood abruptly, determination replacing my despair. If Darius wouldn’t trust me, I’d have to prove my loyalty without his support. Then why was it that through our bond I could feel his concern for me. “Those emotions are forced!” I said to myself aloud. I couldn’t
