Knoxville
"Are you?" Electra asked, her voice laced with skepticism. "Because it feels like this is all on purpose. You said it yourself. You are still in love with my boyfriend. There's nothing really stopping you from lying," she pointed out, her eyes narrowing as she gazed at Helena.
I felt a surge of frustration and anxiety as I paced the room, trying to wrap my head around the situation. "I'm not," Helena protested, her voice trembling. "Please, let Knox take care of his child. Don't be wicked," she begged, her eyes welling up with tears.
But I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. I knew Helena was a vindictive woman who would stop at nothing to hurt Electra and destroy our relationship. But what if, for the first time in her life, she was telling the truth? What if this
