Rose stared at the report displayed on Amy’s phone, her chest tightening with every word she managed to read.
Christian had hired someone to investigate her.
The words blurred for a second, her breath catching.
Why?
Why would he do this?
She swallowed hard, her throat burning, and forced herself to look away from the screen, desperate to steady herself. "How do I know this isn’t fake?"
Amy smirked like she’d been waiting for the question. "Oh, honey. I might be a lot of things" she flipped her hair back casually, but a liar? Not today."
Rose’s hands curled into fists at her sides, nails biting into her palms.
Everything in her screamed not to believe Amy. She knew better.
Amy had lied before. Twisted things until even the truth looked ugly.
But after everything Christian’s cold s
