Amber’s POV
The pizza delivery person arrived soon after I – well, Alice – invited Julian inside. Before long, we were sitting around the kitchen table, eating pizza and talking.
Alice was telling Julian everything he missed since we last saw him, seemingly in one big breath.
Julian, to his credit, was paying rapt attention, nodding at the appropriate intervals, and even asking questions when there were brief openings, about Alice’s school and about her friends.
I was glad the two were enraptured in each other’s conversation and not looking for me for much input, because my mind was running a thousand miles a minute, still going over everything Julian revealed.
I still didn’t have much proof that he was telling the truth… All of this could be some kind of ploy to get me to lower my d
