Zara’s POV
Sophia rushes to David’s side and links her arm with his, giving me a look of pure, triumphant hatred.
David's expression is subtle—his eyes narrow and the corners of his mouth curl up slightly. He looks at me like I'm his long-lost prey, and his stare makes my skin crawl.
Dean Thomas steps in front of me, his tone stern. "David, are you going to go along with Sophia's nonsense?"
David holds up his hands in a gesture of pure innocence. "I'm not making a scene, Dean. I am perfectly clear-headed. The only reason I'm getting involved right now is because Sophia is my fiancée, and......”
He points a finger directly at me. “Zara here just attacked her in the interview room."
"No!" I retort furiously. "That's a wild exaggeration! Sophia started it. I was just defending myself!"
