The Weight Of Truth
Henry let out a heavy sigh, his trembling hands pressing against his temples as the weight of the truth bore down on him. “She didn’t steal. I never saw her steal anything,” he confessed at last, his voice unsteady but firm. The words lingered in the room, a stark admission that shattered their carefully constructed lie. Lucas went pale, the gravity of the unraveling deception sinking in with chilling clarity.
The Weight Of Truth
Lucas’s Last Attempt
“Just stick to the story,” Lucas hissed, his eyes wide with fear. “If you change it now, they’ll never believe you.” His voice trembled with desperation, clinging to the fragile remains of a narrative that once felt stable. But as silence reclaimed the room, the truth hung heavy in the air, undeniable and unrelenting. Their story had unraveled, and the truth had finally claimed its place.
Lucas’s Last Attempt
