Theo stepped closer, shaking his head in disbelief. "Zaara. Tell me he's lying."
Still nothing.
He scoffed, like the truth was a slap in his chest. "Fucking hell."
"Wow…" he muttered, then louder, "Wow."
He spun around and stormed out, shoving past two contestants who barely managed to step aside.
Zaara flinched, but she didn't go after him.
She just stood there… frozen.
And that's when it happened.
I didn't even think.
I just… grabbed Dinesh by the collar and slammed him against the lockers so hard the metal shook.
Gasps rose behind me.
Dinesh choked on a laugh. "What, Vincent? Did I touch a nerve?"
I stared into his eyes.
"You think I won't end you right now?" I said. "You think I give a single fuck about the rules?"
He smirked even through the pressure. "So this is you… defending your little plaything now?"
I tightened my grip. "Careful, Dinesh. You're not funny. You're just forgettable. Like everyone who dies too early in a game they don't understand."
