DORIAN

And when she does?

It wasn’t going to be a conversation, it would be a reckoning.

I literally just stood there like a dumbo, trying my best not to breathe too loud.

I didn’t lean closer like some half-curious voyeur standing behind a door he didn’t have the right to open.

I just angled my spine back, fingers loose at my side, pretending stillness could somehow make me invisible to her.

Because the way she was speaking?

That wasn’t someone trying to discover ...