Chapter 69 Chaos

• The video played on the screen, the damning footage of that night when Nathaniel had kissed me. The guests were murmuring, their gazes shifting between the screen and me. My heart pounded so loudly I could hardly hear anything over it.
• Nathaniel stood from his chair, scanning the room with a confused expression. He shook his head as if trying to deny what was unfolding in front of everyone.
• “Ivan, please, it’s not what it looks like. I can explain,” I said, my voice trembling, trying to reach Ivan, who stood frozen, his gaze locked on the screen.