He asked the cemetery staff and found out this woman came often to visit Faye’s grave, sometimes staying for hours. If not for the sudden rain earlier, she probably wouldn’t have shown up so soon.
What’s the real deal between her and Faye? He’d turned everything upside down, and still couldn’t dig up a single clue.
"Our Faye?" Cassandra’s eyes flared with anger, her nails digging into her palm so hard it nearly broke skin. She was this close to slapping him.
All the while sneaking around with Mara, yet still pretending to be the model of grieving devotion for Faye in front of others.
Disgusting.
“My relationship with her is none of your business. Since you're here, Mr. Carter, why not go pay your beloved Faye a visit?” she sneered.
Ethan's smirk froze. He sidestepped th
