Baton started toward me, but Caleb immediately stepped in front of me."Don't come any closer," Caleb's voice was like ice. "You have no right to be near her."Baton stopped, his gaze fixed on me over Caleb's shoulder."Tricia, I know the truth," he said, his voice hoarse. "It was all Seraphina. She killed your father, she kidnapped you. I have her locked up.""You know the truth now?" I scoffed. "It's too late.""It's not!" he said desperately. "I can clear your father's name, I can give you anything you want as compensation—""Shut up," I cut him off. "The one who truly hurt us was always you."The color drained from his face."What do you mean?""If you hadn't chosen to believe her instead of me, if you hadn't threatened the witness, if you hadn't betrayed our vows—" I walked toward him, step by step. "Would my father still be dead?"Baton opened his mouth, but no words came out.My voice was flat, hollowed out by grief. "Seraphina was the blade. But you, Baton... you were the hand
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