My nails pressed crescents into my palms beneath the table. Gabriel’s words still cut through me, sharper than Emily’s taunts, sharper than any rumour spreading online.If she’s lying… I need proof.Proof.I forced myself to breathe evenly, to look calm, when inside I was shaking.“You’ll have it,” I said finally, my voice low, deliberate. “I’ll get you your proof.”His eyes narrowed. “How?”I held his stare. I wasn’t going to give him an answer he could twist. “Just trust me.”He gave a bitter laugh. “Trust. That’s rich, Eve. That’s exactly what I’m running out of.”The words gutted me, but I didn’t flinch. I couldn’t—not now.I stood, grabbed my phone from the counter, and walked out before he could press me further. If I stayed, I’d break.My hand trembled as I closed the bedroom door behind me. I sank onto the bed, phone clutched tight.Enough.Emily was playing dirty, weaponizing lies, controlling the narrative. The public, Gabriel, even the courts—it was all slipping under Emily
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