[William’s POV]
I look from Andrew to Abbie and then back while Austin stews beside me, and when I’m certain that he is coming close to attacking, I move, using my body to separate them.
“What’s going on here?” I ask, my voice calm as I try to diffuse the situation.
“Nothing,” Andrew says slowly, though I can tell by the look on his face that that isn’t the case at all. “I was simply having a conversation with my sister.”
A conversation. Did he really believe that I was going to go along with his words when his face was beet red with rage and Abbie was close to crying? There was clearly something more going on here, and by the way Austin was acting, it was clear that he had an idea of what it was.
“Is that true?” I ask, turning my gaze to Abbie. “Were you just having a conversation?”
