Twisted Lies

ones, clattering keyboards, and low murmurs of colleagues blended into a dull, incessant hum. But today, it all seemed too lou

g, but her mind wasn't so quick to let go. Jason had walked away from her life with the cold finality of a text-"I'm sorry, I can't do this anym

best friend looked flawless-effortlessly radiant, her chestnut hair glossy and perfectly styled, not a strand out of pl

bright, a little too chirpy for the emotio

g onto the chair with more force than necessary. "Do yo

ng her long legs as she leaned for

temples, willing the headache creeping up behind her eyes to retrea

p, her eyes wide with feigned concern. "I wasn't ignoring you! I wa

unfamiliar. "I could've used some company in my misery.

t in exaggerated shock. "What? No way! W

small, unfamiliar pang of doubt twisted in her stomach. Could she really trust

but her eyes widened just a beat too la

, she cared-deeply. She could picture him with someone else, his hands tangled in someone else's hair, whispering

in. Camille tried to smile, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. The moment Lisa's fingers brushed against her palm, a faint f

the room and causing Camille to jump. Her breath caught in her throat as

second skin, the dark fabric a stark contrast against the sleek, modern design of the office. His icy blue eyes scanned the

hed shoes against the floor. The words might've been polite, but the tone sugge

hoping to avoid drawing any attention.

of the office, his gaze locking on hers with an inten

ser to Camille, whispering in an almost

her hands trembling slightly.

ing view of the city below, but the room itself was minimalist to the point of being sterile. Every corner, every piece o

hough her insides were a different story. The man had the ability to make

is broad chest, his gaze never leaving her. "Do you

uard. "Uh...no, sir. I assume

though explaining something

running down her spine. "I see

ence filling the room like a dark cloud. "I need a replacement. Someone who kno

t. "Sir, I don't think

voice sharp. "Until I find someone perma

wisted. "But sir, m

e as he made it clear that her concerns didn't matter. "

no point. Arguing with Adrian Westbrook was like

he said, her voice b

You can start by clearing my schedule for this afternoon. I h

ropped. "A fa

le look. "Don't ask questions. Jus

pressing down on her shoulders like an iron hand. As she returned to

not even bothering to hi

as the reality of her new role began to se

disbelief. "Are you serious? Do you know how

in as the migraine she'd been fighting all day began

with a teasing edge. "I don't know... I think y

unease she'd felt earlier returned with a vengeanc

today, a chill ran d