Natalie~
I couldn't move.
I couldn't breathe.
My entire world narrowed to the figure standing before me—the impossible reality of Jacob wearing the face of my long-lost friend. My fingers curled at my sides, my body trembling with something between shock and overwhelming relief.
Jasmine was the first to speak. "What's happening? Why Is Jacob wearing another face and why do you and Zane look so shocked?"
I barely heard her. My voice came out in a whisper, shaky and unsure. "Jacob… were you… Garrick all along?"
Jacob—no, Garrick—grinned. "Guilty as charged."
My breath hitched.
Zane suddenly let out a sharp breath beside me. His body stiffened, and his arms remained crossed, but there was no anger—just a dawning realization that he had been completely and utterly played. His blue eyes flickered with something between disbelief and reluctant amusement as he looked at Jacob.
"You absolute scam artist," Zane said, his voice light but held real accusation.
