The truth was still too much for everyone in that room to process, but Seraphine only let out a cold scoff. Watching Ravyn struggle to breathe under the weight of it all brought her no joy.
It only dragged her right back to the day he stood in front of her without a shred of mercy and told her he'd killed their daughter. Now he was finally tasting that same kind of agony himself.
"Oh, spare me the drama." Her lips curled with bitter resentment as she folded her arms. "I only wanted to teach you a lesson, and from the look on your face, you finally learned it."
Ravyn's shoulders loosened just a little. His heart scrambled for anything, any scrap of proof that this was all some terrible misunderstanding. "I… I don't get it," he admitted, genuine confusion filling his voice.
