Damien
Damien gives everyone around the table a black look.
He didn't imagine himself in this position. He didn't need this unnecessary s**t. He should've been discussing possible strategies to end this blood feud with them, not this. To make matters worse? None of them will meet his gaze. That's how he knows someone f****d up royally. One of them is guilty.
One of them is lying.
Ethan is the first to speak. "Don't f*****g look at me like that. I didn't drown that stupid b***h, alright?"
He waits for Theo's answer. There's more probability that she did this and not Ethan. She was the one who suggested that she take care of Elizabeth, and he knows her too well. He knows she's hiding something. She glances at him briefly, then sighs. "I didn't do anything, either."
"Come on," Etha
