Chapter 130

• Cesmae's POV
• The trial room feels heavy with tension, every gaze boring into me as I sit at the defendant’s table. Gamma Easton’s relentless accusations have chipped away at me, painting me as a murderer with no shred of humanity. And Morgan’s performance—his lies—has only deepened the pit I feel trapped in.
• But now, with Raizel standing before us, commanding the room with his presence and the evidence that proves my innocence, I feel more at ease than I have in a long time.