Eden Grace

​The room fell into a terrifying silence.

​Laura’s words hung in the air, thick with old, unhealed poison. Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaving as tears spilled over her lashes.

She looked at Cassian not just with anger, but with profound, pure hatred.

Cassian's a Murderer? ​The word echoed in Eden's ears, sending a cold shiver down her spine.

Her gaze slowly shifted from Laura’s trembling form to Cassian.

​He didn't yell. He didn't defend himself. He just stood there, his jaw clenched so tight the muscle twitched, his golden eyes darkening into an abyss of absolute isolation.

The silence radiating off him wasn't the guilt of...