"I have proof, Laura. I saw it myself," he said, pulling a flash drive from his pocket. "See how he is fitting the camera in Lesley's bathroom. It's a shame, but it’s the truth."
"How did you get this?"
"Were it you... Who submitted the forged evidence?"
I snatched the USB drive from him with trembling hands and asked in disbelief.
Julian's face reddened, a feign rage in his eyes as he asked, "Laura, what's wrong with you? How could you put such a vile accusation on me?"
"You have turned so blind in your brother's love that you can't differentiate right from the wrong."
My blood ran cold on his response. I wondered how perfect he had been in lying that not even his eyebrows furrowed saying all this to me.
"What about me, Julian?" My voice trembling in rage, "He... He tried to touch my private parts. Do you think I'm lying to you?"
Julian’s face sank. He replied, his voice cold."Deccan was drunk, Laura. He did not intend it."
"Did not intend it?" I snapped back, "And the goons he sent after my brother, and the fake charges they put against my brother. Did they not intend it as well?"
"Stop dragging this matter too far, Laura." He said, his voice turning cold with little to no remorse.