Liora’s POV
My head was still pounding slightly from where I had bumped it, making the lights of the gas station even more blinding. I rubbed my fingers across the bump, hissing at the sudden ache from the raised welt that had formed on my temple.
But really, I hardly felt the pain at all.
I stared down at my phone in my hand. At the pictures I had taken of Bianca and the mystery man at the motel. They were grainy and slightly blurred, and Bianca could only be seen from behind, but to me, who had been there in person, they were plenty clear.
It didn’t take a genius to know what Bianca was up to in that hotel. It wasn’t the kind of place people met at for mundane business or catching up with old friends; especially not this late at night.
Was Bianca cheating on Callum?
