Amber’s POV
I was having a really bad night. I couldn’t seem to concentrate on anything but memories of that footage and of the things Chase said to me about Julian. I hadn’t wanted to believe him, but the evidence was clear.
Not only did Chase have the black eye, but he also had the video to show the act.
Julian had lashed out in an uncharacteristic show of violence. Only then did I learn that maybe that violence wasn’t so uncharacteristic after all.
Ug, I didn’t know what to believe.
But I was so tired of staying in, worrying about it.
So I hired a babysitter, then went with Anna to the local bar. There was only one in town. It was a smaller kind of place, a microbrew that had their own selection of beers. They had other drinks too, though, which I was grateful for, because I trul
