'My Elena is Eva's sole friend. She told me she was with Eva last night. But... What is Ron saying now?' Paul thought to himself.
Paul's gaze hardened as he looked at Ron, his anger replacing his initial shock. "You're lying," he spat out, his voice edged with a mix of anger and desperation.
Ron chuckled darkly. "Am I?"
A whirlwind of thoughts and emotions churned within Paul. He felt betrayed, humiliated, and had a profound sense of loss. He wanted to confront Elena and demand an explanation, but the words caught in his throat.
"I did not know she was that sensitive," Ron's voice floated through the air, carrying a mixture of feigned innocence and sinister amusement.
Paul's hands shook with suppressed fury, and he grumbled angrily, his voice a low growl. He couldn't let Ron's arrogance go unchecked, not after the havoc he had wreaked on Paul's life.
