~ Sylara's POV ~
"Is it true, you have a boyfriend who's a killer?!" my mom yelled at me.
My eyes instantly flared to Alfred, shooting him a deadly glare. How dare he bring up what I said to him just to my parents?
But of course he did. I should have remembered: Alfred never knew how to keep his pathetic mouth shut.
"Answer me, Lara! Do you have a boyfriend who's a killer?!" my mom roared, her face contorting with a mix of disgust and fury.
"No, I don't!" My voice shook, but I forced it to stay steady. "And I don't have a boyfriend to begin with!"
Alfred scoffed, leaning back with a sickeningly smug look. "Come on, Lara. Don't deny what you said to me. Not in front of your parents."
Underneath the table, my nails dug so hard into my palms that I was sure they would bleed. I clenched
