Aria's fire dimmed. Her legs wobbled before she let herself fall onto the bed beside Nyx. The silver-haired supermodel's usual cheery glow was nowhere to be seen, leaving her face ashen, almost sickly pale. She pressed her palms into her thighs while staring at the floor as if it might swallow her whole.
Her lips parted, but the words that came out were frail, fragmented.
"Maximilian's fifth point… 'the greatest cyber terrorism attack of all time' accusation…" She swallowed hard as her throat tightened. "That's the one that hurts us the most, and it isn't even true."
