CHAPTER 24
THE COUNTDOWN
BETTY'S POV
I kept my eyes on the piece of wood in my hands even after Alex disappeared from the doorway, but his presence seemed to linger long after he was gone. I could still feel the weight of his gaze against my skin, and when I looked down, I realized my fingers had tightened around the carving knife until my knuckles had gone pale.
"Relax," Lisa murmured.
I loosened my grip and placed the knife on the table.
"I'm fine."
Lisa gave me a look that made it obvious she didn't believe me, but she didn't ask about Alex. Instead, she pointed toward the piece of wood.
"You're supposed to follow the grain."
"I am."
"No, you're fighting it."
"I'm not fighting it."
One eyebrow rose.
I glanced at the crooked line I'd carved and sighed.
"Maybe a little."
Li
