I froze, eyes wide as I stared at him. "W–Wait… how do you even know?"
Was my brother secretly a detective or something? I hadn’t told him a single thing, yet he somehow figured out Ronald Wright had messed with me?
Robert Harrison’s usual calm and distant face darkened a little. His gaze turned sharp as he let go of my hand.
"Only someone close to you could get that close—kiss you, bite your lip 'til it bleeds, grab you so hard you got bruises—and still get you to stay quiet about it. Other than your ex, I can't think of anyone else it could be."
I felt a little awkward, biting my lip. I really hadn’t expected him to figure it out like that.
"It was him. We just got divorced, and when he found out I was seeing someone new, he flipped. He tricked me into some private room
