Elijah’s POV
As we walked down the hallway, my mind raced with all the things I needed to say. I knew I couldn’t hold back, and I couldn’t let the press spin this situation against Abigail. I had to take full responsibility, and I had to be honest about why I did it, no matter how much it might cost me.
As we entered the conference room, the press turned their attention toward me, their cameras flashing and microphones being pushed toward me from all directions. My heart pounded in my chest as I took a seat at the table, trying to appear calm despite the storm swirling inside me.
I cleared my throat before speaking, hoping to steady my nerves.
“Thank you for coming,” I began, glancing at Ashton for reassurance.
“I know you’ve all been following the news, and I’m sure you have plenty
