Aria's POV "Momma," Liam mouthed, squeezing my hand some more before hugging my legs. I stroked his hair, unable to believe that he'd be forcefully taken away from me in no time. I glanced at Kyril, and I caught his eyes. Then he looked away and cleared his throat, his face remaining expressionless. "You may speak now," one of the judges said. "Let's get this over with." Kyril inhaled slowly, then began. "Five years ago," he said, his voice steady, "I rejected the best thing that ever happened to me." The chamber stilled, shock rippling around every single one. I wasn't excluded. "I was cruel, blind, and highly unworthy," he added. My brows had furrowed by now, and I shot a glance at Marcus whose eyes were fixed on me. He had a smile on his face, and he gave off the subtlest nod. Kyril looked into the female judge's eyes as he continued, "Aria asked me for nothing but love, and I gave her nothing but...pain." "Kyril!" That was Luna Margot, and she was already on he
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