Lizzy's POV
“Nothing is wrong,” Conash said to me after looking at Lily, who seemed to be older and would possibly keep them all together.
I could tell that she was the one who made sure they didn't mess things up, which would change if I decided to be Onyx's old lady.
“It's beer.” She touched my arm gently. “It makes me talk out of point at times, and that's why I am always advised to stick to just a pint.” Conash explained.
My hold around the sandwich tightened. I didn't make it known to her that I could tell she was lying, that she happened to be hiding something from me, and I knew.
The sandwich I was chewing on tasted like chalk in my mouth. “Why don't you try the chicken potato salad?” Lily walked over, standing at my side. “It's my special.”
She scooped a portion for me
