#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—”
echoing off the walls of the study, drowning out my
falls silent, like a courtroom awaiting
on the desk behind Karl, a
the moment I witnessed between her and Gerald earlier; was this a plan
in front of Karl? I always knew that Gianna hated me, but
a new low,
and for a brief moment, I
he turns his attention to
commands, his voice as icy as
that he’s not entirely sure who to believe
locked onto Karl’s. The
is like iron on
desperation, “I just thought you left your laptop on. I
to turn
in
emails?” he asks,
that it caught my eye,” I mutter, swallowing
steal anything.”
unreadable. After a moment, he turns to
Gerald. I
Gerald asks, sounding incredulous.
Karl’s voice is low, stern, and oddly terrifying. It’s moments like this
fact that he’s an
grip, a look of disbelief
been watching the whole scene unfold like some sort
curling into a contemptuous smile. “So now we’re letting not
thieves
of blood fills my ears. I can’t believe she just said
his eyes flashing with something that looks
Now.”
glaring at me one last time before stalking
against the hardwood floor.
he leaves.
standing there, my
refuse to
away a stray
my way to the door,
turn around. I can’t turn around. I’m too scared to see the
What if he thinks I’m guilty
on his lips?
the stairs and to my room, ignoring
dinner guests.
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