Damien’s POV

For a long moment, the silence stretched between us.

The air between Bianca and me was tense, heavy with the unspoken. She stared at me from across the table, ready to face what name came from my lips.

“It’s Elena,” I finally said, breaking the silence. “I think she’s behind it.”

Bianca blinked, her brows pulling together. “That’s not possible,” she shot back. “She was in the hospital when the video launched.”

“How do you know that?” I ...