CHAPTER 45 ENJOY THE WARM WORDS

The toy.

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“What do you mean?” I stuttered, my heart racing.

Jessie quietly slipped out of the apartment, giving us some space.

Damon shoved his phone in my face. It was the tape, from a different angle.

The air became dense with tension, stretching my eyes wide open as time seemed to freeze. Logan had said he dealt with the video. Why were there two videos?

“How could you do this to me?” Damon gripped my arm tightly. “You promised to be truthful. You said it was payback, yet you lied to me.”

I stood silently, my gaze fixed on the floor, unable to meet his eyes.I could already hear the pain in his voice.

He let go of me and rubbed his face with his hands, taking a deep breath. Damon began pacing around the living room.

“You’re not going to say anything?” Damon yelled. “Say something, please, anything at all,” he pleaded.

I wanted to speak, but there was a lump in my throat, tightening it. Tears welled up, blurring my vision.

“Say something now,” Damon ordered, narrowing h