The headlines broke before sunrise.
"REYES HOLDINGS LEAKS CONFIDENTIAL DATA—VELASCO TECH AT RISK."
Amara stared at the screen, her hands frozen.
"No…" she whispered.
This wasn't possible.
She would never—
Her phone rang.
Adrian.
Her heart jumped—and dropped at the same time.
She answered immediately. "Adrian, I—"
"Tell me it wasn't you."
His voice was cold.
Colder than she had ever heard.
It felt like a blade.
"I didn't do this," she said quickly. "You have to believe me."
Silence.
Heavy.
Painful.
"I trusted you," he said quietly.
Her chest tightened.
"And I trusted you," she shot back. "So don't do this."
"Don't do what?"
"Look at me like I'm the enemy."
"You are right now."
That… broke something.
"Adrian—"
"I need proof, Amara."
Her breath caught.
Proof?
After everything?
"You think I would sabotage you?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
"I think someone did," he replied. "And it came from your side."
The words hit harder than anger ever could.
Because this wasn't just doubt.
It was distance.
Sudden.
Sharp.
Real.
"I would never hurt you," she whispered.
But he didn't respond.
And that silence said everything.