Lucia’s POV

The sharp voice of the news anchor startled me awake, pulling me out of my restless sleep. I must have dozed off watching the news, but as my eyes opened, the screen was still filled with the same harsh accusation.

My hands clenched into fists as rage filled my chest.

“This is how they do it,” i muttered under her breath. “They don’t need facts. They just twist words until people believe the worst.”

I suddenly felt sick. The media didn’t know my father, they ...