Chapter 74

Addison's POV

I watched Casey crumble, and it was more beautiful than I had ever imagined.

She stood there in the center of the room, tears streaming down her face, her chest heaving with desperate, gasping sobs. Her mouth kept opening and closing, trying to form words that no one wanted to hear.

The council members surrounded her like wolves closing in on wounded prey, and I was the one who had set the trap.

My heart was a calm, steady drum in my chest, but there was not a single crack in my composure.

I had practiced this moment for days, rehearsed every tear, every tremor in...