Chapter 199

• I sat there, stunned. “Wha… what…?” I whispered, my mind swirling. “How come even I don’t know about this?”
• Meruv’s voice was sharp, reminding me, “You were drunk that night, remember? The night the production crew had that dinner to welcome me.”
• Slowly, the memories crept back the wrong door, Timothy’s foul attempt, the haze of alcohol. How Damien had personally escorted me back to the crew’s room, telling me to wait for him so we could leave together. But after that, my memory went blank. Meruv had been there beside me, so that had to be when he overheard their conversation.