Amber was sitting her dressing table, carefully applying her makeup when Xavier quietly strolled in. He had an annoyed expression on his face, but Amber failed to notice.

“Do you have another commercial shoot today?” He demanded, his tone irritated.

Her hands hesitated over her makeup brush , her eyes darting up to meet Xavier’s in the mirror. “Y-yes,” she stuttered, her voice barely audible.

Xavier’s expression suddenly darkened, his jaw clenching in anger, “are you lying right now?”

Amber dropped the brush, turned to face him and smiled. “I don’t exactly have a reason to lie, now do I?” She shrugged.

Xavier’s scoff cut through the air, “I was...