~SCARLETT.
I slammed the suite door behind me, my chest heaving. The world spun, and I pressed my back against the door, struggling to catch my breath. The video wouldn't stop playing in my head—her voice, the moans, the filthy words that had carved themselves into my memory like permanent scars.
Jake had lied to me.
Why would he do this? Why?
Tears blurred my vision as I stumbled toward the walk-in closet, seeking refuge in what used to feel like a safe space. Now, it was suffocating. I collapsed to my knees, clutching my arms around myself, my breath catching as anger started to seep in beneath the grief.
'No,' I whispered hoarsely, shaking my head. 'No, this isn't real. Liam…he must've faked it. He had to.'
But doubt gnawed at me, the truth too hard to ignore. If it wasn't real, t
