Lucian's POV
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He stood just outside the war room, leaning on one of the walls with folded arms.
Estella's screams and sobs still stuck to his mind—as well as the revelation from the Gamma and Delta.
She and Axel's parents had been dead for years. Fifteen years to be exact.
And all this time, someone had been manipulating and fabricating communications with her, as well as sending gifts to make it seem like they were alive.
They thought they could find answers about Axel by bringing Estella out of the dungeons. But now it seemed all they did was dig up more dark secrets the bastard kept buried.
"Garrick..." He muttered, his jaw clenching under the golden lights of the corridor.
However, before he could ponder further, a soft hand landed on his shoulder, snapping him out of the spiral his mind was about to slip into.
He turned his head, his body relaxing when he saw Elian beside him with a wry smile.
