Chapter 35: Lies Unraveling

Mara’s POV

Noah stood in the center of the living room like he owned it. That smug smirk of his burned through me, and my blood boiled at the sight. He had no right to be here, no right to look at me as if I was the liar, as if I was the problem.

I turned quickly to the Queen, forcing tears to stream down my face. I let my voice shake as I walked toward her, looking small, fragile, pitiful. “Your Majesty,” I cried. “Noah hit me! He hit Jasper too! He said he ...