CHAPTER 1: The Record Button
CHAPTER 1: The Record Button
My silence wasnāt fear.
It was confirmation.
I looked at Emily firstānot the Prescotts, not the threats, not the expensive confidence trying to fill the room. Just her.
āSweetheart,ā I said softly, ādid you give anyone permission to record or restrict your phone?ā
Emily shook her head.
That was enough.
I reached into my pocket and placed my phone on the bedside table.
The screen was already recording.
Ethan noticed it first.
āYouāre recording this?ā he asked, suddenly sharper.
āNo,ā I replied. āI started recording when she said āruin her reputation.āā
Margaretās expression tightened.
āThatās not admissible ināā
āI donāt need it to be admissible yet,ā I said. āI need it to exist.ā
Brandon scoffed. āYou really think this changes anything?ā
I finally looked at him directly.
āYes.ā
Just that.
May you like
One word.
And for the first time, his confidence slipped.
