Chapter 27. Demanding the Truth

Elizabeth POV

I froze in my tracks, my mind utterly paralyzed by the weight of her words. Noah was her son? The thought hammered through my skull in screeching disbelief. How could that possibly be? What unseen threads were tying us all together in ways I had never anticipated? There was no way this revelation was mere coincidence. A cold wave of dread washed over me, leaving me uncertain of what these two might be planning.

My gaze shifted from Ashley’s poised figure to Noah, who lounged effortlessly on the couch. He looked at ease in his comfortable slouch, yet the taut line of his mouth betrayed something far more serious. His eyes, sharp and probing, mirrored his mother’s intensity as they traveled over me again, no doubt assessing my physical state and scouring for any lingering signs of injury.

When he finally spoke, his voice was calm but carried an undercurrent of relief. “I see Daniel kept his promise about spending the entire night with you,” he said, the