Dessert Decisions
As dessert neared, I drew in a few deep breaths, each one grounding me for the moment I’d been building toward. “Time for dessert!” I announced, the words hanging in the air like the calm before a storm. This was it—the final stretch. With every second that ticked by, I inched closer to delivering the perfect strike. I placed the pies on the table, watched the eager smiles and casual chatter, knowing full well that in just moments, the spotlight would shift—and everything would change.
Dessert Decisions
Laughter and Lies
After dinner, the room buzzed with laughter, and Vince shamelessly basked in the attention, smiling and chatting like a man with nothing to hide. “You’ve outdone yourself again!” someone praised my cooking, and Vince, looking perfectly at ease, took a slow sip of his wine. Watching him so calm and confident, I couldn’t help but wonder how he managed to sit there so comfortably—like he hadn’t committed the ultimate betrayal.
Laughter And Lies
