[Violet]
Hildegard fell silent, her fingers pausing mid-tap on her phone. She didn’t look at me, but I could sense what she was thinking. After all, the fact that I was in contact with Fenrick had been a secret
‘And before you assume,’ I linked calmly, ‘he’s just a friend.’
Her eyes narrowed at the screen, unmoving. That seemed to get her attention. Of course, she suspected something else. Fenrick had a history with Lucien’s ex-wife—an affair that had nearly cracked the family in half. I wouldn’t blame her for jumping to conclusions.
But still… I couldn’t picture having an affair with Fenrick.
Sure, he was attractive—dangerously so, in that dishevelled, cold sort of way. So much that his face could be labelled ‘beautiful.’ But when he’d kissed me, there’d been no heat behind it. No h
