Aria's POV
For a brief moment, I saw the flicker of unease cross Margaret's face.
I let the words linger, the truth hanging in the air like a toxic cloud. Back then, I'd come to Margaret with those crucial documents, for consultation. I'd trusted her. But then, somehow, Sophia had taken them, and that's how it had all started... That was the first mistake I'd made in trusting anyone.
Margaret's gaze darted away, and I saw the flash of guilt in her eyes. She had always known the truth, but... She still wouldn't admit it. She still wouldn't take responsibility.
"I'm your mother," Margaret muttered, her voice softening, but the pleading tone only made the wolf inside me growl in disgust. "And Sophia didn't mean it. You're so capable—can't you just help her out?"
Help her out? My nails d
