Aria POV

The flash of cameras burned my eyes like lightning. Voices yelled my name, his name, her name. The hall had turned into a show, and I was the animal on display.

“Tell me it’s not true,” I whispered to him. “Tell me she’s lying.”

He didn’t answer. His quiet felt louder than the crowd.

Security tried to move between us and the woman in red but she raised a hand like a queen ordering her court.

“You can’t hide anymore,” she said pleasantly into the ...