Alaric's narrow, hawk-like eyes widened as he stared at Georgia. The news she delivered left him in a state of shock and delight, his breathing erratic with the overwhelming surprise. Hertha was equally taken aback, having never anticipated the truth to unfold in such a manner.

That night, Alaric had indeed been with a woman, so when Georgia confessed it was her, he harbored no doubt. He couldn't dismiss what had happened to him. But in reality, the woman Alaric had been with was Hertha, not Georgia! She had been too drunk to realize, mistaking her sticky skin for sweat, never considering the actual reason.

The truth was that she and Alaric... The misunderstanding that had been a thorn in her side was just that—a misunderstanding. Her issue with Alaric's night of indiscretion was, in fact, with herself.

her anger, she couldn't unleash it in front of Hertha, forcing her voice to soften as she asked, "I've told you everything.

frightened Georgia. Even after revealing

with a

heart pounding, hoping Hertha would just let her go. Every second she stayed was a second closer to danger. Georgia, thinking back to a recent news story about a desperate individual pushed too far, feared for her life under Hertha's oppression. Even a cornered rabbit will bite

fingers and solemnly swore, "I swear, every word I've spoken is true. If I'm lying, may

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