#Chapter 89: 2 Truths, 1 Lie
Abby
“Gerald, Abby, would one of you care to explain what’s going on?”
Karl’s voice is somehow exceedingly calm, juxtaposed against the chaotic energy filling the room. I feel
like I’ve just stepped into a scene that I never should have witnessed with my own eyes, like a
complete stranger in a home that I once used to rule.
Gerald wastes no time with his explanation. “I found her in your private office upstairs, sir,” he
announces, as if he’s just solved a great mystery. “She was reading your emails, going through your
personal computer.”
Karl turns toward me, his face covered in a puzzled expression. “Abby? Is this true?”
I nod, feeling embarrassed. “Yes, to an extent. But—”
Suddenly, Gerald butts in before I can finish. “Sir, I’ve always suspected she’s a spy for another pack,
and this just further proves my point.”
My jaw drops open, incredulous. I whirl around to face Gerald, wincing against his iron grip on my arm.
“Really, Gerald? A spy? Are you losing your marbles? What pack would I even be spying for, and
why?”
He sneers, his eyes turning into two narrow slits of suspicion. “I’m not entirely sure, but it’s no secret
I’ve had my eye on you for years. Your behavior has always been…off. Perhaps you even plotted with
that gardener—what was his name? The one who has conveniently run away—to create this ‘cheating’
fiasco as a distraction.”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. It feels like I’ve just stepped into some sort of parallel universe, one
where wild accusations are flung around like confetti.
“Gerald, you’re completely delusional,” I fire back, my voice shaking with a mixture of anger and
disbelief. “I’ve never done any such thing. You’re so busy playing detective that you’re seeing
conspiracies where there are none!”
Gerald scoffs. “Ha! As if I don’t—”
booms, echoing off the walls of the study, drowning
accusations. The room falls silent, like a
on the desk behind
I witnessed between her and Gerald earlier; was this
somehow? To make me look bad in front of Karl? I always knew that Gianna hated
like a new low, even
mine, and for a brief moment, I see a flicker of something—doubt?
he turns his attention to
not interrupt her,” Karl commands, his voice as icy as his stare. He turns back to me, and his
entirely sure who
eyes locked onto Karl’s.
Gerald’s grip is like iron on my arm, branding me
voice laced with desperation, “I just thought you left your
to turn it
eyes narrow, but not in suspicion—more in contemplation,
puzzle. “And the emails?” he asks, his
that it caught my eye,” I mutter, swallowing hard.
steal anything.”
expression unreadable. After a moment,
go, Gerald.
Gerald asks, sounding incredulous. “Are
voice is low, stern, and oddly
fact that he’s
his grip, a look of disbelief contorting his face. But before he can
like some sort of soap
she sneers, her lips curling into a contemptuous smile. “So now we’re letting not
but liars and thieves back into
room goes silent. A rush of blood fills my ears. I can’t
that looks a lot like
Now.”
glaring at me one
hardwood floor. Gerald follows, throwing me a
he leaves.
I’m left standing there, my heart pounding in my chest, my
I refuse
I murmur, wiping away a
to the door, but Karl’s voice stops me.
turn around. I can’t turn around. I’m too scared to see the expression on his
What if he thinks I’m guilty too? What if there’s still a hint
on his lips?
the room, bolting up the stairs and to my room, ignoring the confused stares
dinner guests.
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