CHAPTER 17
Amelia stared at Sterling, her mind a blank slate, trying to process his question. “She was just shocked, that’s all. She probably didn’t know what to do,” she defended, her voice thin with a desperate hope that she wasn’t completely alone at that moment.
Sterling’s expression hardened, his eyes losing their recent softness. “And you think you’re any different?” he countered, his voice sharp and direct.
“What do you even mean?” She questioned.
He watched as her shock slowly morphed into an awful, dawning realization. “You want to run back to that same exact place. Why? Because you think you owe her?”
Her silence was all the answer he needed. He chuckled dryly, “I figured.”
He released his grip on her arm, stepping back as a cold, weary anger settled over his features. “Yo
