Bridget watched me expectantly, waiting for an answer. An answer I was far too stunned to give.
Which brother did I love? Was there any way to answer that wouldn’t implicate me? Veronica knew that my relationship with Julian was just for show, while my feelings leaned toward Nicholas. But neither Jessica nor Bridget did.
I supposed I should have lied and said Julian, but with his feelings for Bridget in the mix, I wasn’t sure if that was the answer he would have wanted me to give her. And then there was Nicholas’s feelings to consider.
I was trapped. There was no way out of the question without revealing myself or hurting someone else.
My hesitation only seemed to make Bridget more suspicious. Her brow lowered. Her frown deepened. Yet, just as she opened her mouth, presumably to speak
