C50 Why are you telling lies, Elena?

"Why are you telling lies, Elena?" Paul's voice cut through the tension in the room as he approached me, his steps deliberate and cautious. His proximity made my heart race, and I instinctively took a small step back until the edge of the bed's cupboard stopped me.

I stammered, my voice trembling, "I-I am not." The words felt like a feeble defense, and I couldn't meet his unwavering gaze