The room was very quiet, and Benita's cries echoed through it.I stood there and watched her fall over Maximo's dead body, her grief was clear, but it didn't make me feel sorry for her. This was the cost of her actions, the price she had to pay for her ambition. But even though all the destruction and blood on my hands, something inside me changed.I could feel the room's eyes on me, a mix of fear and doubt. Daniil stood by the door, his face a mask of emotions that were hard to read. Vadim's men stayed still, their weapons down but ready, always ready. The tension between us, the weight of everything we had been through, felt like a live wire that could snap at any moment. I didn't know where the family was going, but I knew with all my heart that this moment would shape us. This choice, my choice, would either make or break the Varkanin legacy.With my boots making a hollow sound against the blood-soaked floor, I stepped forward slowly. My heart was racing, but it wasn't because I w
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