Clara stood in front of Jake, blocking his way. He looked at her, then at the door behind her. “Move.”
“No.”
“Clara.”
“You are not going anywhere until you tell me the truth.”
She lifted her phone again. “The video was recorded inside my brother’s house. You knew that. You lied to me about it. So tell me when you recorded it.”
Jake looked away. “It was a mistake.”
“A mistake?”
“Yes.”
Clara laughed without humor. “You don’t record something like that by mistake.”
“I wasn’t planning to record them.”
“Then why did you?”
Jake remained silent. Clara stepped closer. “Were you really the one who recorded the video?”
He didn’t answer.
“Jake.” Clara called out.
“Yes.” The word came out quietly.
Clara stared at him. “You recorded it?”
Jake nodded. Her expression changed. She looked d
