Chapter 170

170 The Weight Of What-IfsMaraTiffany turned toward me carefully, mindful of Emma lying between us, her voice dropping to a breathy hush. “I don’t mean to pry, Mara… but what happened that day? When Lucian dragged you upstairs? He looked so angry. His hands were shaking. I thought he believed them… that he believed the lies.”A sad smile touched my lips. “He asked me if it was true,” I said softly. “And I told him no.”Tiffany’s eyes widened. “That’s it? Just… no?”I nodded. “And he believed me.”She let out a sound halfway between a sigh and a laugh. “You’re so lucky, Mara. If it were me, Darian would’ve tossed me