THERON POV
“She doesn’t believe us.”
That was all Amaris said when she stepped out of my mother’s study.
Her face was drained of color, her hands visibly trembling. Whatever my mother had said or done, it had shaken her. I asked more than once. Each time, she shook her head or turned away. The silence clung to her all the way back to the penthouse, heavy and unrelenting.
“I never should’ve left you alone with her,” I muttered, dragging my hand down my face in frustration.
“She would’ve found another way to corner me,” Amaris replied softly, her gaze locked on the blur of the city outside the car window.
I reached across the seat and clasped her hand, trying to tether her to me somehow. “Tell me what she said, Ami. I need to know.”
Her throat worked as she swallowed. “Please… not now
