Seeing that video got Sherlyn to close her eyes in hopelessness.
Louis broke down as well. Hopelessness engulfed him as he muttered, “I thought it was strange how you are so passionate at night and how you act so differently during the day. Turns out…”
“The same thing happened in Arkfield. I fell asleep on the sofa and woke up in my bed the following morning. The bruises all over me… Those weren’t kiss marks, were they? Perhaps you pinched me…” said Charlotte as she turned to Diana.
“No, that is not possible!” blurted Sherlyn right away to cut Charlotte’s words short. The former’s tone was meaningful when she added, “Even if she had slept with Louis the two other times, there is no way that she had slept with him in Arkfield. Everyone saw you and Louis together.”
Diana tilted her head down. She didn’t dare to utter a single word.
“I have some other evidence that could help us get to the truth,” replied Charlotte calmly, “When we’re in Arkfield, you waited until I have fallen asleep before you hid me in the closet.
“You chipped your toenail when you accidentally stubbed your toe. Some nail polish fell off, and I already had my people collect the sample. All we need is to do a DNA test, and we’ll learn the truth soon enough.”
“Nail polish?” replied Sherlyn. She refused to admit defeat, so she insisted, “Even if that is true, it’s possible that she left it there when she went to clean the place up.”
“That’s not the only thing I collected. Strands of hair and other samples were also gathered,” informed Charlotte before she turned to look meaningfully at Diana and asked, “Should I have my people run the tests? Or would you rather just confess?”
Diana saw that things were already set in stone, so she stopped pretending entirely. She sat up straight and announced loudly, “Yes, it was me all three times. I have always been the one who slept with Louis.”
“N-No, that’s impossible,” murmured Louis. He was staring at Diana, and disbelief donned every inch of his face. He insisted, “I wasn’t with you. How could I have been? No, I was with Charlotte…”
“It was me,” replied Diana while in tears. She crawled to Louis and said, “Louis, I truly love you. I love you more than anyone else…”
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