"Woah…" George raised a thumb, his grin sharp, clearly mocking. "I never knew you could act this good. I almost cried on behalf of Theo…"
Daisy's chest tightened, fingers still trembling around the phone that had just gone silent. Theo's broken voice echoed in her ears, 'Don't. Please.' It was like a blade twisting in her heart, but she forced herself to breathe steadily, forcing her eyes to meet George's smug face.
"You're pathetic," she muttered.
George chuckled, lowering himself into the chair across from her. "Pathetic? Maybe. But you… you're a good actress. The desperation, the little cracks in your voice, that perfect tremble? Ah." He clapped his hands together once, mock-applause ringing through the suffocating room. "If I didn't know better, I'd almost believe you."
