CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Hana stared through the side window and avoided looking in Logan’s direction. Caroline’s image drifted through her memory like a curse.
“You shouldn’t ask if you might not like the answer.” His voice sounded cowed and distant. “You push me to tell you stuff and then punish me. I b****y hate it.”
The sound of the tyres rumbling against the road surface filled the silence, lasting until the outskirts of Ngaruawahia. Hana battled her inner feelings of jealousy and fear. Even the mention of Caroline’s name set her nerves jangling and the knowledge she’d stayed in Hamilton overwhelmed her. The woman could destroy her mood by proxy.
She sensed Logan stealing sideways glances at her and cringed. Another tear rolled down her cheek and she wafted it away with a hand which sm
