ZOE’S POV
I couldn’t think straight. The image of the woman—Alexis—still lingered heavily in my mind. The way she smiled and yelled “Surprise!” like she belonged at Owen’s doorstep. The way she had confidently pushed past me calling his name like it was hers to say. The way he had looked at her shocked, tense but not entirely unfamiliar.
He said nothing had been between them for two years. That he hadn’t spoken to her, hadn’t seen her. But if that were true, how did she know where he lived? And not just that—how did she know where we worked?
Who just shows up like that out of nowhere?
I was beginning to see how much I truly didn’t know about Owen. I couldn’t ignore it anymore. He was kind, protective, thoughtful, yes—but guarded. So much about him was unknown. He never talked about hi
