Amelia POV

I couldn’t believe my ears. Even after everything Ethan had confessed, even after the memories clawed their way back into my mind like ghosts demanding to be acknowledged, that one truth refused to settle. Margaret. My stepmother. Cold, calculating, cruel—but a murderer? Someone who could order my death as casually as signing a document?

I stumbled back a step, my spine hitting the wall as if it were the only thing keeping me upright. “She wanted me dead,” I whispered, ...