Lia didn't know where to start.
She sat on Caspian's couch, hands trembling in his, and tried to find the words. Tried to figure out how to explain the mess she'd made. The lies. The betrayal. All of it.
"Start anywhere," Caspian said. His voice was calm but his eyes were sharp. Alert. Already cataloging the bruises on her wrists. The mark on her face. "Just talk to me."
"There's a man," she began. Her voice cracked. "A private investigator. His name is Victor Kane."
She felt Caspian tense but he didn't interrupt. Just wait.
"He approached me at the family dinner. The one with Julian's parents. He was there as a guest. Some consultant they'd hired." The words started coming faster now. Tumbling out. "After dinner he cornered me. Show me photos. Of us. At the Azure Hotel. Leaving toget
