Alistair leaned against the headboard, arms crossed over his chest as he watched Riley sit beside him, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of the blanket. The weight of the morning’s events still lingered between them. Finding out that her mother was the Vice President of the country was a lot to take in, and now, as Riley finally opened up about her past, Alistair listened intently, his curiosity growing with every word she spoke.
Riley took a deep breath, her dark eyes meeting his. "I know it’s a lot to take in. I should have told you sooner, but…" she hesitated before letting out a small chuckle, "it just never seemed like the right time."
Alistair exhaled and shook his head, a small smirk playing on his lips. "You really have a knack for surprises, don’t you?"
She shrugged. "I guess
