Maisie~
No matter how many times I tried to speak, nothing came out.
I looked up at Hunter who was still standing there like he had just asked something casual. His expression gave nothing away...amused, curious, genuinely confused? I couldn't tell. That was the worst part. I couldn't tell if he did it on purpose or if he truly didn't understand what he'd just done.
Alistair's hand tightened on mine. "Maisie? What is he talking about?"
"uh… I ..."
"Maisie." Mrs. Grimshaw's voice cut through my panic. The intensity in her gaze made me forget whatever I'd been scrambling to form.
"What does this mean?" Mr. Grimshaw's voice had lost all its fake warmth. His eyes were cold, and calculating, already spinning worst-case scenarios in that business-minded head of his.
I remembered hi
