The betrayal burned in my chest, mingling with the grief and confusion until I didn’t know what to feel anymore.
Adam held me close, murmuring soothing words, but nothing could calm the storm inside me. All I could do was cry, the weight of my father’s actions threatening to crush me entirely.
“It’s a lie,” I whispered through my tears, shaking my head as Adam held me tightly. My chest ached, my heart refusing to accept the weight of his words.
“I am not lying to you, Elsa,” Adam said softly but firmly. “I have no reason to.” His voice was steady, yet it carried an undercurrent of pain.
“My father has no reason to do that!” I argued, my voice breaking with desperation. “He was set up, Adam. He has to have been set up!”
Adam exhaled slowly, his arms still around me as though he were ho
