My shoulder’s stiffen. “Shouldn’t it be the reverse?”
“No, because I wasn’t lying.” Roger frowns deeply. “I may have been speaking spitefully but my heart was in the right place.”
I cut my eyes to him, “I don’t think spite can ever be the right place.”
“I was trying to warn you.” Roger insists, “And I’d warn you again if you’ll let me.”
“I’ll listen to what you have to say.” I concede, my morbid curiosity burgeoning. “but I won’t promise to take it to heart.”
Roger sighs, almost seeming relieved. “What has Dom told you about Lydia?” He asks.
I’m taken aback for a moment. I remember Roger’s harsh words about how I was nothing but a womb to him, that he’d toss me aside as soon as the pup came along, but I wasn’t expecting him to bring up Lydia. “That they were fated, but she left whe
