Chapter 88

Anderson POV

The streetlights blurred as I sped through the quiet roads. Yellow streaks smeared across my windshield. I was gripping the steering wheel tighter with each passing mile, my knuckles turning white.

Mom’s words replayed in my mind, looping over and over. Every word dug deeper into the pit of my anger.

“She had a past, Anderson. A past with Davis, one you should have known about.”

I could still hear her voice saying it, calm and matter of fact.

Betrayal. The word sat heavy on my tongue. It was a bitter pill to swallow, and now it was coursing through my veins, poisoning every thought I had.

My own mother, complicit in a web of secrets that I was only now unraveling. She knew and she said nothing.

Kate, the woman I had loved, the woman I married, had kept her connection to Davis hidden from me. All this time.

How could they both do this? How could they lie to my face for so long?

I pulled into the parking lot of