Chapter 64
- EMMA'S POV
- The day of the hearing had arrived, and I found myself at an ethical crossroads. My coffee cup became a blank canvas where options unfolded before me—the truth, revenge, or perhaps a delicate balance between the two.
- Miranda stopped in front of me, sensing the tension in my eyes. Her question was an attempt to probe my thoughts, but in reality, I was trying to organize the chaos unfolding within me.