Alexandra made a major sacrifice for them.
It wasn’t that Alexandra was a total no-name before; as a star on ChronosX’s payroll, she was known by people. But that popularity was nothing in comparison to being the teary woman in the video whose cries brought aboutby the end of the giant organization and kickstarted the true fame of Valhalla’s Sinners.
Thus, yes, her sacrifice was great. Kaiden and co benefited immensely from it.
So did Alexandra, as she was freed from her terribly cruel situation.
But that did not erase the video where she openly spoke about what hads been done to her, seen by far too many millions.
Aelexandra then tried to laugh her concerns off, but it came out thin and cracked. By the time the vehicle slowed for final clearance, she was on the verge of panic. When the doors finally opened, she hadn’t moved. She’d just stared at the exit like it was a cliff edge.
"I can’t do this! I shouldn’t be here! I’ll just make it worse!"
She looked toward Kaiden and said, "You promised I could run! You promised you’d not be mad... I’m sorry..." Her tears came rapidly while her entire body shook. At this moment, the depth of Alexandra’s trauma, her lack of self-worth, and hatred were showing stronger than ever before.
That was when Kaiden had spoken up. "Alexandra. You can run. I will not be angry if you do, just as I promised. I will take you back home myself. However, would you hear out a proposal of mine before we do that?"
"P-proposal?" she sobbed. "Kaiden..."
"What if you don’t have to meet them? Let me go first."
"What?" She’d hesitated, eyes flicking up to him.
"I’ll talk to them," he continued evenly, explaining his plan. "You listen. Hear what they say when they don’t think you’re in the room. Hear how they really feel about you. After that, you decide what you want to do. No pressure. No expectations."
It had taken a long moment, but eventually she’d nodded with relief and fear tangling together in her expression.
And so she waited.
What Kaiden hadn’t known at the moment was that Alexandra hadn’t remained standing. Hearing her mother’s cries and her father’s self-loathing, she had sat down and settled with her back against the wall just outside the room, knees drawn up, arms wrapped tightly around herself.
Every word inside carried through to her with painful clarity.
And now, as Marcus spoke of judgment and failure, as Elena sobbed into borrowed cloth, Alexandra sat there silently with tears streaming down her face, shoulders shaking as she bit down hard to keep from making a sound.
...
Kaiden crossed one leg over the other and kept his voice even. "Parents wanting what’s best for their children is natural. That instinct isn’t something to be ashamed of. You were taken advantage of by a criminal who had years of experience in lobbying, negotiations, and plain coercion. He was a man who dined with governors and ministers and wore legitimacy like armor. This country failed you by letting him operate for as long as he did."
Marcus clenched his jaw and listened.
"He’s on death row now," Kaiden continued. "Justice hasn’t been served, it never will, but his reign of terror is over. He won’t hurt anyone else."


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