Leona's POV
Elizabeth's voice sounded beside me, low and composed.
"You shouldn't have agreed so readily."
I didn't answer at once.
"Perhaps," I murmured. "But at least now, he trusts me."
Only then did Elizabeth turn to face me.
"You must be confused," she said, her tone softening noticeably.
I remained silent.
"About Freya," Elizabeth continued as she sat down, "and about Kane."
My heart tightened.
She gestured for me to join her on the bench, then seated herself across from me, hands folded neatly in her lap. Her expression was solemn, as though she were preparing to exhume a long-buried truth.
"Kane and Freya had never met before all this," she said bluntly.
I stiffened, instinctively lifting my head.
"…They didn't know each other at all?"
"No." Elizabeth nodded. "At leas
