บท 44: My Savior

"Why do you still trust him?" Selene's voice cut through the tension in the room, her gaze sharp and unwavering as she stood in the doorway, arms crossed. "After everything he's done, why would you put yourself in his hands?"

Aria didn't flinch, though her heart skipped a beat. It wasn't the first time Selene had attacked her with such venom. The jealousy and bitterness in Selene's voice were unmistakable, but this time, Aria wasn't going to back down.

Instead, she lifted her chin, her eyes meeting Selene's cold stare. "Because I'm not the weak, frightened woman I once was," Aria said, her voice steady, but the weight of her words hung heavy in the air. "I'm not afraid of you, Selene. Not anymore."

Selene's eyes flashed with rage, but she quickly masked it with a thin smile. "We'll see, won't we? But don't expect Dante to always be there to protect you. One day, he'll turn his back on you, just like all the others."