Mira’s POV
Then David looked me straight in the eyes, and the next words out of his mouth shattered whatever was left of my heart.
“How can you hate a little child?” he asked. Mira, are you that wicked?”
For a second, I couldn’t even process what I had heard. I just stared at him. Wicked?” I repeated.
David looking frustrated and exhausted. “That’s not what I meant.”
“No.” I took a sharp step toward him. Don’t do that. Don’t say something disgusting and then try to soften it because you can see my face.”
“Mira.”
“You just asked me if I’m wicked.” I laughed, but it came out broken. “After everything you’ve done to me, you’re standing there judging my character?”
“I’m not judging you,” he snapped. “I’m saying Leo is innocent in all this.”
“And when did I say he wasn’t?”
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