Blaine bit the inside of his lip, his gaze shifting back to Kara sitting across from him. She had barely spoken more than two words to him beyond the formal greeting at the funeral and her reluctant agreement to share his carriage on the way back home. He was certain she would have declined if her mother hadn’t quickly accepted before Kara could even open her mouth.
Could something have happened between her and Marden while he was away? Was she avoiding him because of that? Or was she upset about the misunderstanding at the flower shop and the missed delivery? Blaine doubted she was that petty, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to decipher her thoughts.
His eyes lingered on the hard lines of her face, the way her jaw remained tightly clenched while she stared out the window. He
