Selena wept uncontrollably, her fair complexion full of terror, making Sebastian's heart ache.
He cradled her in his arms, whispering soft reassurances, but his gaze grew colder by the minute.
I was beside myself with frustration, wanting to scream, "It's not like that at all!
"It was Selena who had people try to assault me, yet she staged it as if I had framed her!"
But I was already dead, incapable of any defense.
I recalled that nightmare of a night.
"Lyra, you think you're still God's favored one? I'm going to destroy you now, and we'll see if you still have the nerve to stay by Sebastian's side!"
With a flick of her wrist, Selena locked the door.
I was terrified, cursing, and resisting, but with my legs broken, I couldn't move an inch.
That night, I was utterly ruined.
After soothing Selena back to sleep, Sebastian tucked her in and stepped out of the bedroom.
He didn't see that the moment he closed the door, Selena's eyes snapped open, revealing a look of triumph.
Sebastian returned to his study and redialed a number.
"Lyra, do you still not admit your mistake?"