Ethan Shaw froze for a split second.
"How did you find out?"
"Doesn’t matter how I found out. Just answer me—yes or no."
The room went completely silent, like everything had paused.
After a long beat, his short reply—"Yes"—echoed sharply in the still air.
"So you’ve been watching me non-stop since the day I got locked up?"
"I’ll explain later. It’s not like what you think."
"Then enlighten me—what exactly is it then?"
Ethan’s brow creased. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy to explain. "It was for your safety. I asked Ava Quarles to keep an eye on you while you were inside. I didn’t see a problem with that."
"And what about after I got out?" Celeste Harper’s voice rose. "It’s been ages since then, and not once did you mention anything about Ava. You had her r
