53; The weight of lies
The room was still as I stood in the center, a smirk tugging at my lips. Every eye was on me, and I could feel the tension thickening like a storm about to break. It was exhilarating, watching them hang on my every word.
"I didn't want to be the one to say it," I began, my tone dripping with mock reluctance. "But someone has to. Amira and Davidson... they've been sneaking around behind everyone's back."
Damon's jaw tightened, his fury simmering just beneath the surface. Perfect....
