Jasmine’s Direct Question
As I watched the scene unfold, I drew a deep breath, steadying myself. Though calmer now, my resolve remained unshaken. Crossing my arms, I locked eyes with Lucas, my gaze unwavering. “Are you lying to protect your rookie badge?” I asked, cutting straight to the point. The silence that followed was heavy, almost suffocating, as every eye in the room turned to Lucas, waiting for his response. His confidence was crumbling, and the truth was beginning to surface.
Jasmine’s Direct Question
Staring Down Trouble
Lucas’s face flushed a deep crimson as he clamped his mouth shut, fully aware he was cornered. Beside him, Henry shifted uneasily, beads of sweat forming as the weight of the room’s collective gaze bore down on him. The air was heavy with tension, charged like a storm about to break. The truth hovered on the edge, inevitable and unforgiving, threatening to shatter the facade Lucas and Henry desperately clung to.
Staring Down Trouble
