Helena's POV:
I stared at the two people in front of me, their faces drained of all color, and slowly began to speak.
"I've been married to Martin for seven years, and I never once mentioned my family's background. I didn't want our marriage to be tainted with self-serving interests. I never thought that silence would become the very reason he felt free to hurt me over and over again."
Right on cue, my older brothers stepped forward and displayed our family background and relationship documents, shattering the lie that "Helena is an orphan" into a million pieces.
"As for Aria..." I turned toward her, my voice cold enough to freeze over. "You kept shouting from the rooftops that you love my husband, yet the second he was thrown in prison, you drained every last liquid asset under his na
