Then, Karl’s brown eyes almost seem to gloss over, and he shakes his head.

“No,” he says, the denial in his voice immediate and almost instinctive. “I didn’t

try to bribe the judges. Daniel is lying.”

But even as he speaks I can see the flicker, the slightest shift in his eyes that

betrays him. My heart sinks even more than it already has.

“Karl, don’t you dare lie to me.” My voice breaks, a crack in the facade of

strength and poise that I’m desperately trying to maintain right now. “I know you.

We used to be married. I can always tell when something’s off with you.”

For a moment, he just stares at me, and it’s like I can see the war raging behind

his eyes. Then, finally, he lets out a deep and exasperated sigh.

Enter title…

sinking down onto a stack of boxes behind him.

can finally see his entire face, and then he runs a

through his already-tousled hair.

tentative step forward. “What is that supposed

mean?”

for several more moments that feel like

the tiny supply closet

speaks.

half of the truth, though,” he says, his brown

my gaze.

my arms across my

the PA system outside flickers to life,

supply closet: “Contestants, please return to your marks in five

your

the bridge of his nose and

something unspoken. “I… I did try

stops. The supply closet

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