novelraw Chapter 105: Caught in 4K
Chapter 105: Caught in 4K
Chapter 105: Caught in 4K"Unbelievable," Megan said, her voice cutting through the cold like glass underfoot. She didn’t yell. She didn’t move.
Her mouth hung open slightly, like she still hadn’t registered what she was seeing, what they were seeing. Her eyes were wide, flicking between Merlina and Craig, who still looked breathless from the kiss.
Louis stood frozen beside her, not angry, not yet. Just confused. Deeply, visibly confused.
His brows furrowed, like he was trying to rewire everything he thought he knew about the last few months. About Merlina. About the Lesnars.
Where he got it all wrong. What he had missed.
Phoebe broke the silence, storming forward with fury in every step. "I don’t give a fuck about you two," she snapped, her voice seething. "Where’s Keith?"
Merlina’s lips parted like she meant to speak, but couldn’t find the right words.
"Inside," Craig beat her to it, "In the questioning room." he said gently.
Phoebe didn’t even blink. She brushed past the both of them like they were trash bags on the curb. But then, two steps in, she stopped.
Took a breath.
And then stepped back.
"You know what?" Phoebe said slowly, spinning around to face Merlina with wide, unblinking eyes. "Keith can wait," Her tone shifted, low, deliberate, venomous. "You’re nothing but a cheap, lying slut, Merlina."
Merlina stiffened, she had braced herself for backlash, just not something that cut this deep. Her mouth opened, trembling with the start of a protest, but she was choked by shame.
Craig stepped in, voice clipped. "Phoebe,"
Phoebe’s eyes flared like she’d been waiting for that. "Oh, wow," she sneered. "So the rumors were true, huh? You’re really protective of her." Her gaze swept over him like filth. "What now, you wanna fight me? You wanna step in for your new girl?"
"Look—" Craig began, jaw tight, trying to rein it in, but Merlina pressed a hand to his chest. A small, pleading gesture. Her fingers trembled against the fabric of his coat.
"I need a minute," she whispered, her eyes locked on his, glassy and pleading. "Please."
Craig looked down at her. His eyes
Craig took a step forward. His voice was sharp, low, every syllable like a knife.
"I’m talking about the fact she trusted you, when her life was falling apart and you fed her nothing but lies. You misled her, pointed her in all the wrong directions."
Louis narrowed his eyes, but didn’t speak. His jaw twitched, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
"Twisted the narrative until she didn’t even know which way was up." Craig continued.
Louis let out a bitter laugh, "You’re fucking insane. You don’t even know what you’re saying."
"Don’t I?" Craig scoffed, "What do you have to say now that Conor’s innocent, huh?" Craig snapped, stepping closer. "You inserted yourself into her life, made her believe you were helping, but you were just sneaking your way in."
Louis’s fists clenched. "Can you hear your fucking self? What is it with you arrogant—"
"She deserves an apology," Craig growled. "You sick son of a bitch."
Louis stood breathing heavily, rage humming through his veins. "You don’t know a damn thing about me. Or her."
Craig moved closer, voice like ice and poison all at once. Steady, but meant to hurt.
"I know you didn’t give a shit about her, not really. I know you kept her chasing ghosts while you fed your own ego. I know she was drowning, and instead of pulling her out, you handed her a brick."
Louis took a step forward. "Say that again."
Craig didn’t flinch. "You. Let. Her. Drown."
Louis didn’t think.
His fist collided with Craig’s cheekbone with a crack that sounded like something splitting open. Craig’s head jerked to the side, and the silence that followed hit harder than the blow itself.