C53 CONFRONTATION ii

"You not only played on my intelligence, Mikayla," Lucas stated, his voice dangerously calm as he turned to face her once more. The hurt in his eyes was unmistakable, and his words held a sharp edge, cutting through the tension in the room. "You played on my emotions and made me look like a clown."

Mikayla felt the weight of her own guilt intensify with every word he spoke