Rowena's POV. 25.
"I.... I.. have no business with it, ma’am...," I snapped, refusing to look her in the eye. My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help it. Emelia’s presence was already a weight on my chest.
Adrian turned to me immediately. His eyes narrowed like he could smell the lie on me. Of course he knew. But I couldn’t tell the truth yet. Not until I found out why the hell my mother’s diary was in Jason’s house. Not yet. Jason needed to get better first.
Emelia stormed off, her heels clicking hard on the floor. Her frustration echoed louder than the pain in my ribs.
"Why did you lie?" Adrian asked, kneeling down beside me, his hand gently rubbing my legs.
“You’re sick… and once Jason gets better, I don’t want to talk to you again. I want you far away from m
