The hospital room fell terrifyingly silent.
It was as if everyone had stopped breathing.
Juliette looked at me.
In her eyes was guilt and self-reproach so heavy it was almost suffocating.
The next second—without the slightest hesitation, with all her strength,
She blinked twice.
Clear.
Decisive.
Not a trace of doubt.
Sebastian froze where he stood.
As though someone had brought a sledgehammer down on his head.
Not me?
It really wasn’t me?
For three years, he had been convinced that I was the one who hurt his sister.
He hated me.
He took revenge on me.
He personally sent me to prison.
And now, with nothing more than a simple gesture, Juliette shattered every so-called “truth” he had built over the past three years—
Completely and utterly.
His hands clenched uncontrollably
