To trust or not to trust
Emily ranted as she picked on the smallest of details as evidence that Blake wasn't Darniel like his hairstyle, the hand he used to spank her, and even the speed of his thrusts. They were all very different according to Emily, but it wasn't enough to convince Tristan.
He rose a brow, visibly unconvinced as he asked her, "That's it? That's all the evidence you have?"
"W-Well," Emily started, but couldn't find the words to finish her statement. Tristan's phone vibrated and he looked at the caller ID before opening the door of the car and stepping out.
"It's Anessa," he told her. "I'll be right back."
Emily watched curiously as he spoke on the phone, silently wondering what was so secretive about their conversation that he stepped outside.
She shrugged it off and took Tristan's laptop, replaying the video of her and Blake, but her watching was interrupted by a message notification popping up on his laptop.