LYRIC
The room fell into heavy silence. Heads turned to Marta.
Luna Isolde sprang to her feet. "What!? What nonsense is this!?"
Jace continued with his narration. "Five years ago, on the thirteen of June, we met in Oryndor. I didn't know who she was, neither did she. But when I got to the Pack, I noticed she had been avoiding me. It wasn't until I met her that I realized why." He looked at Marta. "When we met in Oryndor, she should have been eight months pregnant. But she was not. Her stomach was as flat as that of a model's."
My pulse quickened, like I was the one who just got exposed.
"No." Marta shook her head, going closer to him. "You are a bloody liar from the pit of hell. I have never met you before now. I'd never have anything to do with you!"
"Are you sure?" Jace tilted hi
