Amber
“Reed may have orchestrated it all, but you?” I pointed a trembling finger at his chest. “You married him. Chose him. Protected him. Loved him. You put that monster on a pedestal and crowned him Luna like he was worth worshipping.”
My breath hitched with the rage I could barely hold back.
“You let him sleep beside you while I—while I bled in silence. While I lived in fear. While I raised your child alone. And now you want to talk to me about justice?”
My voice dropped, deadly and cold.
“Since we’re handing out punishments, Rayne, don’t you think you should get yours too?”
He didn’t flinch.
Didn’t retreat.
But something in him cracked.
“Yes,” he said, voice hoarse, nearly inaudible. “Yes, you’re right.”
The words came slow. Measured. As if they were being dragged from the ce
