Oriana:
I had been standing in front of everyone like a perfect victim, and honestly, I was beginning to feel anxious.
Everyone looked at me with sweet, sympathetic eyes until Clementine's name was mentioned, and that moment shattered me.
Even if this whole thing were real, even if I truly were a victim, they were saying all that in front of me.
They were praising another woman who was not a victim, right in front of me. I realized then that I had done the right thing.
These people did not deserve anything. They did not deserve the truth.
They did not deserve leniency. They deserved to be robbed. That was inhuman.
"Speaking of a victim in that tone while praising another woman as if it were a competition is ridiculous," Ronin, my stepbrother, spoke up.
My own stepbrother, whom I had always bad-mouthed, was now defending me. I knew why.
