Chapter 22
The Kiss of Confusion
Amara’s POV
"You still harbor the thought that I’m lying, don’t you?" I asked, standing just a few feet away from Damian, with him staring hard at the photograph in his hand, the one someone had sneaked in together with that unmarked envelope, the one containing the picture of me with Victor.
He didn’t answer right away, he just kept calm like he had to think hard to get the answer.
I waited for seconds, expecting a response, but instead, he exhaled through his nose like he was intentionally holding back everything he prepared to say. His jaw tightened in anger. That damn, infuriating jaw which only has business with tightening up only when he was overthinking things.
“I didn’t even have the slightest idea that photo existed,” I said again, my tone so
