To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: When it rains, it pours 1

CIAN

I was about to enter the hall when I heard footsteps behind me.

I turned and saw Elara approaching. Her face was pale and her hands were clasped tightly in front of her. She looked like she had been crying recently or was about to start.

"Cian."

Her voice was quiet. Too quiet for someone who usually carried herself with so much confidence.

I waited.

She stopped a few feet away from me and looked up at me with eyes that reminded me too much of her father’s. The same shape. The same color. But none of the calculation I had come to expect from Aldric.

"Did he really do those things? All of those horrible things? Do you think he would? I mean... Threatening Madeline... It doesn’t make sense to me. It cannot. I need you to tell me it cannot be real."

I kept my expression neutral. The trial was minutes away from starting and I did not have time for this conversation. But she was my cousin. And she was hurting. I couldn’t be that person. But I didn’t know what sort of person to be for her.

"The trial will reveal all," I said.

Her jaw tightened.

"Please do not do that."

"Do what?"

"Treat me like a child." Her voice cracked slightly. "I am old enough to take the truth. Information must have gotten to you too. You know something. You must know something."

I looked at her and felt the pull of family loyalty warring with every instinct that told me to be cautious. Elara had always been kind to me. She had never given me reason to doubt her. But she was Aldric’s daughter. And I did not know how deep that bond ran or what she might do with information if I gave it to her.

"I don’t know what to tell you, Elara."

Her face crumpled.

Then she dropped to her knees.

I stepped forward instinctively but stopped myself before I reached for her. She looked up at me with tears streaming down her face and her hands pressed together like she was praying.

"You have to be merciful."

"What?"

"Please." She was sobbing now. "Please. Maybe he did do it. I know he is a man of many faces. I know he is not always kind like he portrays himself. I know he has hurt people. But I am his daughter and I will carry his sins whatever they are."

The words hit me harder than I expected.

I crouched down in front of her and shook my head.

"That is far from the truth. You will carry nothing. His sins are his own. None of yours."

"You do not understand—"

"If he is guilty, it does not matter." I made sure my voice was firm. "It does not change our relationship. You are my cousin and I will love you regardless."

She laughed bitterly through her tears.

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