Chapter 45
Alice’s POV
It took a lot of convincing to get Leah out of her room, but after some effort—and maybe a little guilt-tripping—she finally did.
Dinner was unusually quiet. We all sat around the table, eating tacos and avoiding each other’s eyes like some kind of silent war was brewing.
Afterward, somehow, I got assigned dish duty... with Brian.
Perfect.
Jane probably didn’t realize I didn’t want to be in the same room with him. Not that I’m bitter.
Okay, maybe just a little.
Now I sound like a b***h.
Jane and Liam took care of clearing the table, while Ethan dried the dishes beside us.
The silence in the kitchen was thick. Not even the sound of running water could make it less quiet.
Then Brian finally spoke.
“What was that... with Liam?”
I blinked, caught off guard.
