AIDEN'S POV
The office was oddly quiet after they left. Her scent still lingered in the room. The tears that stained her cheeks. I wanted to reach out to her and clean it up for her.
Help her up from the dirty floor. She was mine — ours, she didn't belong to the floor. But there was nothing I could do as she stared at me desperately. She wanted me to help her, but I just watched from away. I saw the betrayal in her eyes when I left the room.
Even with video evidence, I wanted to believe she was not the one, I wanted to hear her side of the story. But it was a fifty-fifty thing. She could be truly innocent, or she could just be using her position to manipulate us into thinking she was innocent.
We learned a lot of things from Rita. She could be living, but you would never read i
