Evan
If it weren’t true, Rachel wouldn’t have left. That was proof that my suspicions were well founded.
Pacing the library after she left, trying to ignore the pain crushing my chest, I stopped at the window and looked out at the magnificent grounds. They were mine, but I didn’t want them.
My mind whirled, going back over our conversation. Any logical person would have just said I was wrong if that were the case, would have denied it, so I was definitely right. She was seeing someone else.
I paced back to the doorway. The bathroom door stood open.
She was excellent at hiding her emotions. I had seen her perfect neutral mask in action, but until now, she’d never lied to me. That I knew of.
I should have pushed her harder. I should have made her admit it.
It was just that she didn’t
