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CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE_ LUCIAN’S POV
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2026-03-07 23:40:31
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The courtroom filled up slowly. Lawyers moved between tables, court officers spoke quietly to one another, and reporters took their seats, already typing furiously on their gadgets. Margot and I were seated side by side, while Jonathan reviewed the documents spread across the table. I tried to focus—I really did. But somehow, my mind kept wandering. First to Hart, then to Eva. The phone, the messages, Hart’s warning. I didn’t realize when my fingers tightened around the edge of the file. “Stop.” I looked at Margot. “What?” “You’re doing it again.” “Doing what?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what she was speaking of. She rolled her eyes. “Thinking yourself into a headache.” I sighed in defeat, then sank deeper into the chair. “I can’t help it.” “You can.” She tapped the file in front of me.We have evidence. We have our key witness—Hart. We have the digital records. You need to trust the work we’ve done.” I nodded. “I do.” “Then breathe.” I i
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Hart was my last call. I knew that even before I dialed the prison. Perhaps that was why I stared at my phone for so long. Once, I had been able to call him and know everything would happen exactly the way I wanted. He listened. He obeyed. He never questioned me. Back then, Hart Sullivan would have given his life to protect me. Now everything was different. That bitch Margot Sinclair was messing with his head. I pressed the call button. It took a while before someone answered. “Eva?” Hart’s voice came from the other end of the line, rough and tired. I poured myself another glass of wine before going straight to the point. “Will you testify for me?” The silence that followed was gut-wrenchingly tight. Then he broke it with a bitter laugh. “No,” he spat. My heart sank. “What has happened to you, Hart?” I asked. “You didn’t even think about it.” “I don’t need to.” “You owe me!” I yelled before I could stop myself. “You owe me your life!” It was
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I poured myself another glass of wine. The bottle was already halfway empty, but I didn’t care. I had stopped caring about things like that a long time ago. Standing by the window of my apartment, staring down at the city while the lights blurred beneath me was therapeutic in its own way. Somewhere out there, people were living ordinary lives— Going to work, falling in love, getting married, having children… Things the universe had somehow decided I didn’t deserve to have. They probably had no idea how quickly everything could be taken away. I took a slow sip of my wine, then turned to look at my phone, sitting on the table behind me. I stared at it for a few seconds before reaching for it. There was one person I needed to speak to. I dialed the number. She answered after the second ring. “Hello?” Her voice was quiet. Careful. I smiled. “Tell me about them.” There was a pause. “Mr. and Mrs. Dhark?” “Who else would I mean?” I sassed. “I’m sorr
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Neither Camilla nor I noticed when the kitchen door opened. We were still standing there, wrapped in each other’s arms, both of us crying like we’d just survived the world’s saddest movie. Until I heard a familiar voice— “Should I be concerned?” I froze. Camilla froze too. We pulled apart very slowly. Lucian stood in the doorway. His tie was slightly loosened, and his suit jacket was hanging open. His facial expression was somewhere between confused and amused. His dark eyes moved from Camilla to me, then back to Camilla. “Why are you both crying?” Neither of us answered. His brows pulled together. “Claire?” I wiped my cheeks. “Nothing.” “Nothing?” Camilla sniffed. Lucian stared at us. Then his eyes dropped to my stomach, and understanding slowly crossed his face. “Oh.” His mouth curved into a smile. “You already told her.” I nodded. Camilla laughed through her tears. “I couldn’t help it.” Lucian shook his head. “You’re both so dramatic.”
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