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125 Why Did You Need Proof?

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 10:29:56

(Serena)

My breath doesn’t catch, it just stops altogether.

James stands up and waits for me to speak.

He saw footage? But that area was supposed to be free of cameras. We agreed. He promised.

That’s why Margot chose there to say it all. I know it.

“How?” I ask, slowly, cautiously. “Where from?”

He rubs a hand over his face. “Theo. He left a hidden camera in that corner garden. He never looks at the footage. It’s just there in case he ever needed it.”

“Jesus,” I echo. My voice sounds far away. “So… even where I thought I wasn’t being watched, I was.”

“I’m sorry,” he says immediately, stepping forward. “I didn’t know it was there either. But Theo says he will never leave me vulnerable and outside the mansion, I am.”

“I get it. But it’s just… it’s creepy.”

“You know we can trust Theo. No one else gets access and won’t look at anything unless needed.”

I do trust Theo. I know he is loyal to James, always. I trust that.

“And what did it show?” I whisper, already knowing. But does this mean
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