Cracks Begin to Show
Steve’s expression shifted instantly, his complexion draining of color. He lowered his gaze to his drink, avoiding Melissa’s eyes as he slowly swirled the glass, trying to buy time. The tension in the air thickened with each passing second as he searched for a way to respond without giving too much away.
When he finally spoke, his voice was unsteady. “Melissa… it’s not as simple as just buying it from a store,” he admitted, faltering. It was clear he was grappling with the decision—whether to tell the truth or cling to the lie he’d lived with for so long.
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