The air in the hospital corridor felt electric, charged with the aftermath of Imogen's exposure. My revelation had torn away her mask, leaving her raw and desperate before everyone. The reporters' cameras continued to flash, capturing her transformation from victim to villain in real-time.
Liam's face had gone from shock to disgust to fury in mere seconds. He grabbed Imogen's arm, his knuckles white.
"You lied about my child?" he hissed, voice trembling. "You made me believe I lost my baby?"
Imogen's eyes darted frantically around the room before landing on me. In that moment, I saw something break inside her. The perfect facade crumbled completely, replaced by something vulnerable and wounded.
"What was I supposed to do?" she cried, tears streaming down her face. "Everyone always looks at her! Everyone always wants her!"
She pointed at me with a shaking finger. "You don't know what it's like, Liam! Living in her shadow, watching her get everything without even trying!"
