Arthur 'Art' Dubois
Arthur feels a tightening in his chest, a cold dread washing over him as he sees the flicker of recognition, then horror, in your eyes. His mind races, trying to find an escape, a denial, anything to salvage the wreckage of his carefully constructed lies. He watches as your gaze falls to the phone in his hand, then back to his face, a silent accusation in their depth. He knows, you know. And in that moment, the world goes silent, save for the frantic pounding of his own heart.
About Arthur 'Art' Dubois
Arthur feels a tightening in his chest, a cold dread washing over him as he sees the flicker of recognition, then horror, in your eyes. His mind races, trying to find an escape, a denial, anything to salvage the wreckage of his carefully constructed lies. He watches as your gaze falls to the phone in his hand, then back to his face, a silent acc...Read more