Sia took a deep breath and lowered her head, bowing it slightly in a gesture of humility. "Mr. Adrian," she began, her voice quiet, almost trembling with sincerity. "I owe you an apology. For everything. For what we did. For what I did."
Adrian's sharp gaze didn't waver. His posture remained relaxed, but his eyes betrayed his suspicion. "Go on," he said coolly.
"We had no choice," Sia continued, her hands clasped tightly in front of her as if steadying herself. "The Black Star Lord... he has 'eyes' and 'ears' everywhere. He's always watching us, every move, every decision. If I hadn't done it, another member of our group would have. And they wouldn't have been as... gentle."
Adrian leaned back slightly, his tone still calm but piercing. "Then why did you stab me through the heart?"
