Nathaniel: Pov.The question sat in the air between us like a loaded trap.“Is someone in your bedroom?” Damien asked again, still calm, still watching me.My brain short-circuited for a full second. Vanessa was right behind that door. One wrong answer and my entire life would explode in real time. I could already imagine the headlines, the fallout, the look on his face. My stomach twisted hard.I forced a normal expression onto my face and tried to remember how human beings stood.“No,” I said. “I was moving some boxes earlier. Something fell.”Even I heard how bad that sounded. Damien’s eyebrows lifted just slightly, the way they did when he was not fully convinced but willing to listen.“Boxes,” he said.“Yes. Boxes.” I nodded too fast. “Big ones. Heavy ones. I stacked them like an idiot and one of them decided to give up on life. Gravity won. Very tragic. I should file a complaint.”He stared at me for a moment, clearly turning the explanation over in his mind.“You’ve been acting
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