Genevieve:
I returned home and discovered the entire mansion was empty at that moment. As I headed upstairs to my bedroom, I realized Bellamy was already in the room, waiting for me. It stirred a sense of guilt within me as I entered the room and saw him sitting on the bed, his legs dangling and his face buried in his hands.
“So, I assume you handed him the recording,” he muttered into his palms, slowly lifting his face and appearing deeply upset with me.
“I did, but I'm relieved I went because it helped me see his true colors,” I declared, emphasizing that I hadn't sided with him emotionally.
“Really? And what colors might those be?” Bellamy raised his head, leaning back and supporting himself with one hand as he continued to gaze at me for answers.
“He deceived me about everything.
