~Daliah's POV~
"Yes-s I did." I said even as my heart began to beat frantically against my chest. My hands felt clammy and my chest was tight. Tears streamed down my face as I stared pointedly at the floor, unable to look up at the Alpha.
"Why?"
That question felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. It was only a few words but it felt heavy. Tight. It felt as though I was being laid bare before the world, vulnerable and lost.
I couldn't answer. I had no answers. How the hell do I explain to them that I wanted to leave because I felt unsafe here? How the fuck do I tell him that their golden angel, Jennifer, was after me and my daughter?
"I'm sorry."
Those were the only words I could say. The only things that in my haze, I could bring myself to let out. Fresh tears seeped out from my eyes when the crowd broke into an angry frenzy, and in a rushed tone, I quickly added; "I didn't do it. I didn't steal the money but I thought about fleeing."