My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Chapter 302 It Was Harm

Marcus’s POV

She gives a small nod. "In a way, yes. Nothing official on paper. There were suggestions. Guidelines. Requirements tied to every approval. Nobody ever said the word no directly. Just enough obstacles to make everything crawl to a stop or disappear entirely."

That description matches exactly what we tore apart.

"Did you agree to any of it," I ask.

Her expression turns bitter. "I didn’t realize I had a choice."

The statement cuts deeper than everything else she’s shared. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"I assumed everyone dealt with the same thing," she continues. "I believed this was simply what happened when you needed additional supervision."

I allow the quiet to expand between us, not from uncertainty about my response, but because pushing too quickly would damage what she’s trying to build here, and because this conversation isn’t about demonstrating my comprehension.

"How long did this continue," I finally ask.

"Five years," she answers. "Even longer when you consider how it haunted me after the official restrictions ended. The damaged reputation remained. The prejudgments persisted. The constant fear that one wrong move would put me back under their control."

Under their control.

The phrase settles uncomfortably in my chest, because it sounds too mild to qualify as abuse, which is precisely what made it so effective.

"When the reforms began," she goes on, her voice gaining a slight edge, "I believed it would destroy everything. I thought whatever had been done to me would finally be called wrong. But nothing came of it. That’s when I understood nobody even realized it had been happening."

My fingers tighten against the table surface before I force them to relax.

"What happened to you was wrong," I state.

She meets my gaze then, her eyes intense and probing. "I know that. It’s not why I’m sitting here."

"Then what brought you here," I ask carefully.

She breathes out slowly, unsteadily, and when she speaks again her voice carries more strength, as if she’s accepted the price of her honesty.

"Because people like me are still out there living with the damage," she says. "And if we destroyed the system but kept the silence, then we accomplished nothing."

The space around us seems to contract suddenly, not from her physical presence, but from the weight of her words.

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