~~Scarlette~~
“What happened? Why did you go back?” Liam asked as he kept driving, his voice low but edged.
I wasn’t about to disclose anything to him. If I did, he’d twist it into his way—telling me not to move, not to speak, not to act until he thought the time was right. No. Not this time. This time, I wasn’t giving him that power.
“Nothing, Liam. I just… suddenly felt like asking Rayne about Emelia’s antenatals,” I said, staring straight ahead, my tone flat.
“So what did he say? Did he give you any clues or what?” he pressed, not letting it go.
“Nope. He didn’t. I was so disappointed,” I replied quickly, tightening my hands in my lap.
“Really?” he shot back, suspicion dripping from his voice. “Or you just don’t want to tell me… because I sure don’t see disappointment on your face
