It clearly dawned on Lena Carter what was happening. She freaked out, yanked on his sleeve with both hands and shook him hard. “Henry! Did Sophie say something to you? She’s great at pretending—don’t fall for her act!”
That line—too familiar. So familiar it stung. I’d said the exact same thing once, back when I found out Lena caused my miscarriage, and Henry still defended her.
The way he was treating Lena now? It was payback, cold and harsh, just like I'd gotten back then.
“Leave,” Henry said, tone final.
“You might as well just kill me instead of kicking me out!”
Lena lunged at the dining table, trying to grab the knife, but Eli Watson was faster—he caught her wrist just in time.
With a faint smirk, Eli said coolly, “I did take psych courses, but I’m really a pharma g
