Chapter 83 - Her Perfect Alibi

Chloe’s POV

Orion’s eyes bore into me, his grip tightening around the handkerchief. The room seemed to shrink, the air thinning as the weight of his suspicion pressed on my chest. I couldn’t falter. Not now.

I let out a shaky breath, forcing my expression into one of confusion and fragile vulnerability. “I don’t know how it got there, Orion.” My voice wavered, soft and full of hurt. “But you know I’ve had that handkerchief forever. You’ve seen me with it.”

His stare remained cold and calculating, his jaw tense. “So how did it end up outside?”

I swallowed hard and turned away slightly, as if trying to gather my composure. Let him see me struggling, let him doubt his anger. Then I turned back, letting my gaze meet his with a mix of sadness and frustration.