Catherine cleared her throat, but the words felt stuck somewhere deep inside of her. Her hands shook, and she pressed them to the sides of her thighs. She wanted to scream curses and insults, to describe every horrible thing Marco had ever done to her, to ask Sean to order his guards to reenact every act of violence on Marco. But her voice didn’t work.

Levi’s calm voice cut through the room, “Well, if she won’t speak, maybe Marco has something to add. Perhaps by listening to his story, ...