My Unfaithful Lover
“Not him. I already asked Jack, and he said he never threatened Richard with our father’s case. He even looked genuinely confused. I watched his face the whole time—he wasn’t lying.”
Before we could delve deeper into that thought, a loud and deliberate clapping sound echoed through the room, sharp and mocking.
We all turned in unison, our bodies tense.
Kira.
She strolled in slowly, that infuriating smirk permanently glued to her lips like war paint. She moved like she owned the place, like our panic was a comedy show she had front row seats for.
“No weapon fashioned against me and my dad shall prosper,” she declared dramatically, raising her arms like she was giving a sermon to an invisible
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