Selene's POV
I nodded against Victor's chest, unable to speak past the lump in my throat.
We stood there for a long moment, just holding each other and finding comfort in the simple act of being close before Victor's voice broke the silence again.
"There's something else I need to tell you," he said.
I pulled back slightly to look at his face. "What is it?"
His expression was hard. But his eyes held something darker that looked almost like pain.
"My sister," he whispered. "Vanessa."
My entire body went rigid at the name.
Vanessa. The woman who had tried to kill me. Multiple times. Who had poisoned my food. Who had hired assassins. Who had done everything in her power to see me dead.
"What about her?" I asked carefully.
"She's going to stand trial. A public trial conducted proper
