LILIANA
I release a sharp exhale of breath to shake off the remnants of Zip's hostility. I turn back to Rachel and ask, “Why is she like that?”
For a moment, she hesitates. When I think she won't answer, she sighs. “She has always been like that. Fiercely protective of her brothers. Especially Damian after what happened with…” She shakes her head and picks up the shopping bags.
There's something in her voice like an edge of something unspoken. I cling onto it. “There's something else, isn't it?”
Her lips press into a thin line as the question lingers between us. She steps back with a tight hold on the bags. “I-I should go,” her tone becomes nervous. “I have things to do.”
“You know why Rachel,” I accuse, watching with satisfaction as she falters slightly in her steps.”Why are you mak
