Five Years of His Lies

me. My head throbbed. I sat bo

sifting through my blueprints.

at meant everything to me. "I'm having trouble with the structural integrity h

ht with disgust. "No," I manag

e difficult, Clara. Frankly

," I retorted, pushing myself

continued, her voice falsely gentle. "But

her carelessness, the corner of the heavy parchment scrap

shrieked, clutching her hand as if I h

eyes instantly falling on Heaven's feigned dis

. "She... she attacked me, Frankly

ze was fixed on Heaven, then flickered to me w

lding out my arm, a futile ges

ed on the blood. But it vanished as quickly as it came. "Don't play t

el. "And then you will help her with this project.

what? And you want me to... ha

dropping to a dangerous whisper, "still relies he

family. My loyalty to them was my

te of blood filling my mouth. "Fin

nts, asking questions I mechanically answered.

ile on her face, I sank to the floor.

ched me, his gaze unreadable. "Crying agai

composure I didn't feel. "Just tire

shoulders. "Good. Because tomorrow, you'

rs fall freely then. Not for him