Chris’s futile denial
Chris tried to deny it, but the evidence was irrefutable. “Dereck, you have to believe me,” he started, his voice shaking. “
This isn’t what it looks like.” His words sounded hollow, even to himself. The messages on his phone painted a clear and damning picture.
Each attempt to explain away his actions fell flat, and the reality of his situation began to set in. There was no way out.