Her Deceit

Chase POV

Jax is struggling, and it’s clear to everyone. The pictures were the final nail in the coffin, undeniable proof that she was the one who betrayed us. She’s the only one with access to those moments, the only one who could walk into our rooms and take them. As much as Jax doesn’t want to believe it, he has no choice. We wanted evidence, and now we have it. Yet, despite everything, we’re still holding out hope, still struggling to believe that she could do this to us.

That’s why I’m sitting here with this file open in front of me. Blake has her laptop in front of him. I remember the day she panicked and left the file on her bed. Later, I found it hidden under her mattress. Now, it feels like a bomb waiting to go off, and neither Blake nor I want to be the one to pull the pin. We’re just staring at it as if by not touching it, we can keep the truth at bay a little longer.

“Fuck’s sake!” Jax suddenly shouts, yanking the file from my hands. He starts rifling through it, throwing