The Confrontation(Rosette’s Point of View)The study felt smaller now, suffocating. Every shadow seemed to watch her, every quiet tick of the grandfather clock like a drum counting down to something inevitable.Her father leaned back in his chair, the picture of calm authority, but Rosette could see it now—behind the mask, there was unease. A flicker of recognition that she was no longer the frightened girl he once controlled.“I want the truth,” she said again, her voice cold, steady. “Every detail. Every secret. Every betrayal.”He smiled, slow, deliberate, almost theatrical. “Rosette… my dear, do you really want to open that door? Once you do, there’s no going back.”“I’ve already survived worse than truth,” she replied. “And I’ve already lived once under your control. Not again.”Blake’s presence was solid behind her, a silent promise that he would protect her. Cesare’s sharp gaze followed every movement in the room, calculating, predicting, waiting. Rael stood silently near the
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