Another suspect

KING ARLO'S POV

Every step I took had a resonant sound like it was my fate that was about to be determined. And frankly speaking, it was. Whatever happens in that interrogatory hall with Zachary would determine what my relationship with Jordy would look like from now on.

For three days, I haven't set my eyes on her. And I knew she'll be in the interrogation room. Having her around while I brutally interrogate Zachary would be definitely one hell of a task.

To be able to pull through, I gave myself a million prep talks. When I get in there, I won't look at her. I'd look anywhere else but her. And if by chance our gazes meet, I won't stare for too long. I'd look away, recalling all the terrible things she said and the anger would be the fuel I need to carry out the trial.

I had it all planned out. My resolve was steel-like. Not until the door opened and her scent hit me like a hurricane.

I froze, sniffing up every whiff of it and exhaling dreamily as it chilled the deepest raging of my