ANDREA
I walked into the living room, still trying to process the events of the previous night. I had been thinking about Mara nonstop, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
I spotted Wayne sitting on the couch and marched over to him, my determination evident in my stride. "Wayne, we need to talk," I said, my voice firm.
Wayne looked up at me, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. "What's up, Andrea?"
I narrowed my eyes. "Mara. What's going on with her? You're not telling me the truth, and I want to know what's going on."
Wayne shrugged, his expression dismissive. "I told you, Andrea. She's in witness protection. That's all you need to know."
My frustration boiled over, and I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could say anything, Liam appeared at my side, a charm
