Chapter 54: Blood Red

Trista’s POV

Johnson was NOT happy. I could see it on his face. I scrambled out of Liam’s arms and back onto my feet, even though my ankle was throbbing.

“I thought you were shooting a product endorsement. But it looks to me like you’re filming some sort of romantic drama,” Johnson quipped sarcastically.

“It’s not what it looks like,” Liam said defensively.

“No? Because it looks like you were cradling Trista in your arms. If that’s not the case, then enlighten me.” Johnson glared at Liam. The tension in the air was palpable. Everyone could feel it.

“She’s hurt. She tripped on a wire and cut her ankle. I was helping her. That’s all.”

The tension in the air was palpable. Everyone could feel it.

“Hurt?” Johnson’s eyes grew wide. He rushed over to me and knelt down to examine my ankle.

“It’s nothing, Johnson, really,” I said dismissively. Everyone in the room was staring at us. I was embarrassed.

“There’s…blood…” he said. Then he stood. His face was strange. Pale and twisted. Hid