The room felt cold despite the heat of the summer evening pressing against the windows. Cambria could feel the weight of the moment hanging in the air as she stared at the screen in front of her. Her father's name had already been dragged through the mud in the past few hours, his legacy threatened by Elena's calculated moves. But this? This was something entirely different. The video Elara had sent was not just a threat, it was a full-scale assault on everything Cambria had worked for.
Her hands shook as she held the tablet, her mind struggling to process the contents of the file. The footage wasn't just about her father's past dealings. There was more. There was a video, dark and damning, of a young Cambria's father standing side by side with none other than Elena's father.
