Garcia's POV
The tension in the room crackles like electricity as Natalia shifts uncomfortably in her seat. Every time she tries to stand, Philip forces her back down with a firm hand on her shoulder.
"He doesn't remember anything. We've discussed this countless times," Natalia insists, but her voice wavers with uncertainty.
Collin's jaw tightens, and I can feel his anger building through our connection. "I remember everything, Mother. Every single detail of what you and Chadwick orchestrated together. You helped her obtain those drugs she used on me that night."
The color drains from Natalia's face as her son continues his revelation.
