WOUNDS OF DECEIT
The chandelier above threw warm light across the glass, and for a second, I just stood there, watching the aftermath like a spectator at a very expensive train wreck.
My heart was racing, but not from fear.
This time, it was adrenaline.
Victory.
“You did well,” Damien said beside me, his voice low as his fingers lightly brushed mine.
“She’s unraveling,” I murmured, still watching the crowd. “You could see it in her eyes. She’s starting to break.”
“She’ll cling to what’s familiar next,” Damien said. “She’ll start digging. Looking for answers. And when she does”
“She’ll realize Adrian’s been hiding more than just a side piece,” I finished.
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