All eyes were expectantly on me. Eleanora cleared her throat and shifted in her seat.
"The people got questions." She shrugged nonchalantly and gave me a sideways glance.
Maisie De Gaisano circled the sofa to sit next to her mother. "My son's uncomfortable with the attention. Had I known there'd be media, I wouldn't have allowed him to be there."
"Janine's a celebrity, Maisie," her wife commented as they returned their eyes to the screen. "I suggest they tell them the truth instead. These types of people assume silence is the truth."
When no one was watching me, I silently left the room and went back to August's room. Whatever was intended in that news, I knew more than anyone else that it wasn't true. Yet I couldn't shake off this uneasy feeling to see August and Janine in one frame
