I should have just walked away, but my feet felt rooted to the ground.
Daniel must have noticed my hesitation, his lips curving into a sinister smile that sent a shiver down my spine.
I waited, torn between wanting the truth and fearing it. In his gaze, I saw something dangerous—something akin to revenge.
For ten agonizing seconds, I wrestled with the urge to run. Finally, my instincts won, and I turned abruptly, my steps quick and resolute.
"Because I slept with his woman, he wants to sleep with mine. That's his revenge."
Daniel's voice wasn't loud, but every word cut through the air, deliberate and slow, as if confident that his revelation would pierce through Lucas's carefully constructed dreamscape for me.
I froze mid-step, as though hitting an invisible wall.
Slowly, I turned back around. Daniel's smug smile was laced with triumph, a glimmer of satisfaction at having regained the upper hand, even if only slightly.