Olivia’s POV“W..what…Why would she write this to Damien?”Austin’s laughter rang out, breaking the silence between us, sounding sharp and out of place. “We could say that was Prinsca’s last words,” He said.I blinked, unsure if I had heard him correctly. Prinsca’s last words? Why would a woman who came asking for my help, so we would fake her death, which was her only chance of survival, write to the very man who helped protect her?Didn’t she know this might put us in trouble? Did she write it before the oath? Did Austin force her? Unless…“You… had something with her, right," I said slowly, my voice almost too soft. When he was mute, I repeated, “Didn’t you?”Austin looked away for a moment, like my words had found a place he didn’t want exposed. He stepped back, leaning against the stall gate with his arms folded across his chest like armor.“She loved me once," he admitted. “Or use me. Prinsca was a whole lot, you know.” I hadn’t replied, I wanted more. Not just these brief wor
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