Chapter 93. Did You Really Think?

2014

Amelia’s POV

I nodded stiffly at the way Phoebe tacked on her last name as if I didn’t already know exactly who she was. The name that had been lighting up Adrian’s phone over and over on the way here.

I had no idea what I was supposed to say in response to that. Not when the bigger question was why she was here.

There was nothing inherently suspicious about a woman coming to see Adrian. She could’ve been a business associate. A distant relative.

But something about this wasn’t adding up.

Something about the way Phoebe’s blue eyes gleamed, the way she kept moving her eyes between Adrian and me, like she was watching for something; like she was putting pieces together.

Adrian inhaled sharply. “Amelia…” He whispered, his hand leaving his pocket, reaching for me before thinking better of it and dropping his hand down. His fingers curled into a loose fist. “I’ll explain. Just…”

Phoebe’s eyes lit up.

“Oh.”