Aria’s POVLucien walks into the interview room, and I freeze where I am, standing between him and Alexio.My cheek still burns from the slap, and Alexio’s fists are still tightly clenched.My notebook has fallen to the floor, its pages spread everywhere like leaves blown by the wind.On the table, the recorder’s red light keeps blinking quietly, as if everything around it is still normal, even though everything has fallen apart.The first person Lucien looks at is me.His eyes grow slightly wider when he notices the fresh red mark on my cheek.A second later, his face hardens, and I see the muscles in his jaw tighten as he struggles to control his anger.“Aria,” he says in a low, calm voice that carries a dangerous edge, “who did this to you? How did you get those marks?”I try to answer him. My lips part, but no sound comes out.My heart is beating so hard that I can feel it pounding in my throat, making it difficult to even breathe.Alexio suddenly steps forward.His chest rises an
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