Chapter 112

My phone buzzed, and I quickly opened it to find an array of photos and videos. After just a few glances, I couldn't bring myself to look further. "There you go. And there's plenty more where that came from," Norman said with a mischievous smirk. "So, do you really want to take Elijah down? Is your head on straight? Or are you just feeling extra bold lately?" From his tone, I could tell that Norman was aware of my "history"—all the times I'd been blind to Elijah's true nature. Feeling awkward, I mumbled, "I-I just don't want to be humiliated anymore." Norman raised an eyebrow, chuckling dismissively. "You're lying." He stared at me with his intense, fox-like eyes. "Come on. Be honest with me, and I'll give you the juiciest stuff I've got." Hesitating, I recalled Mr. Webb's advice from earlier. Seeing my conflicted expression, Norman teased, "Still not telling the truth? Hmm?" Finally, I admitted, "I-I lost my memory, and I don't love Elijah anymore." For a moment, Norman froz