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Her mouth is set in a thin line. I wait for her to deny it. To tell me Rafe is wrong.
“Is that all?”
She’s calm. Too calm.
“There’s more,” I say. I force each word out. “We got a message from Adrian. Says you were spying. Says it was your job all along.”
She lowers her eyes. It’s a punch to the gut. She’s not denying any of it. My heart drops like a stone, heavy and deadly and sinking fast.
“Is it true?” My voice cracks.
She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t have to.
The storm has broken. Not outside. Inside me. I am wreckage, and I am rage, and I am love, and I am hate. I don’t know where I begin and where I end.
“Your father thinks he can save you from me,” I say. “He can’t. He won’t.”
She doesn’t flinch, but her hands shake slightly. Her eyes flash, fierce and defiant. But there’s something else there too, the one thing she can’t hide. Fear.
"Baba doesn't want to save me," she says.
“Then why?” I say. Anger and betrayal coil around each word. “Why take the risk? He must have promised you something.”
“Family,” she says. Her jaw is set, but I see it tremble. “I just did it because he is family, and I didn’t have a choice.”
It’s like a bullet. Hot and real and unforgiving. I’m supposed to be her family. But I don’t let it show. I won’t give her that.
“I understand,” I say. “You wanted out. And you didn’t care who you burned to get there.”
I step closer. My shadow looms over her, but she doesn’t back away.
"How long?" I ask.
She swallows. “Since the wedding.”
Silence expands between us, wide and echoing. The kind that kills people slower than bullets.
"He sent you to destroy me," I say flatly.
"Yes."
"And you did."
She flinches like I slapped her. Good. Let her feel it.
"Dom, I never—"
"Don’t," I snap. “Don’t say you didn’t mean to. You handed him every detail. You gave him the keys.”
She steps forward. I take a step back. Just one. Just enough to let her feel the shift.
“I gave him what he asked for,” she says. “Until I couldn’t anymore.”
I laugh once, sharp. “How noble of you.”
“I didn’t know about the second attack.”
“The one that gutted half my operation and put Clara in the morgue.”
