Arlene
“Dad?” My voice trembled as the word slipped out. My chest tightened, and disbelief must have been etched on my face as I turned my eyes toward Mirela. Her triumphant smirk was like a knife twisting in my gut.
She did this. It was extremely evident.
She must have whispered something vile, poisoned his mind against Liam. I didn’t know what she said, but it had worked, and now I was left to clean up the mess she’d made.
I knew for a fact that my argument with him was definitely not the reason he’s opposing this.
I should’ve felt relief. A part of me should’ve been glad that this charade with Liam might be nearing its end. I wouldn’t have to drag him further into this lie.
Yet, a deeper fear lodged itself in my heart. If Mirela had orchestrated this, it wasn’t to protect me. It w
