LILITH
I arched a brow at her demeanor, but didn’t say anything—curious to hear what she’d say.
“But do you really think he sincerely loves you as he claims?” she said, turning slightly and pointing at Brandon.
“Claire,” Brandon snapped, his voice low and laced with warning.
But she ignored him completely, her eyes locked on me.
“Then let me tell you the truth—he doesn’t. And he never will.”
I already knew that. Yet the certainty with which she delivered it stirred a flicker of curiosity in me. More than that, she looked... expectant. As if she was waiting—hoping—for me to ask.
So I humored her. “Why are you so sure?”
“Because I told him the real reason you wanted to marry him.”
Ah. So that’s what this was about.
I felt my interest immediately wane. I had suspected as much for a
