He was crossing the compound walking towards us. Bella, ever the opportunist, clutched her cheek dramatically and stumbled further back, raising her voice so it carried to him.
“Alex!” she cried, her tone trembling with mock outrage. “Did you see that? She attacked me! This is exactly what happens when you let traitors roam free. They lash out at innocent people! She’s violent, unremorseful, dangerous...how much longer before she hurts someone else?”
Her performance was perfect. I could see the way her voice cracked at just the right moment, the way her eyes watered on cue. And I hated her for it. Hated how easily she could spin the truth, twist it, make herself the victim. But I really had nothing to lose at this point.
Alexander didn't respond until he got close enough. “Apologize to
