Unraveling the Truth

Nathaniel narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Chloe across the table. He waited for her mind to spin some ridiculous tale. He refused to believe a single word of this supposed conspiracy.

Chloe picked up her fork, casually poking at a slice of cake. Her inner voice echoed through the silent frequency, clear and devastating.

*If that is the actual case, this would mark Fiona's very first time