Seeing Fabian stay silent, Evelyn thought back to how he acted at the party earlier—it struck her hard. She really thought he'd hurt Lucas. Without warning, she sprang to her feet and swung at him.
"What did you do to Lucas?!" she shouted, hitting Fabian over and over while demanding answers.
Fabian didn't fight back; he just stood there taking it. The more she hit, the harder she went. Finally, Fabian grabbed both her wrists and locked eyes with her, his voice low but firm. "Evelyn, take a good look. Do you even know who I am?"
Her movements froze instantly. She stared at him, something in her mind straining to break through—a series of fragmented flashes started speeding by.
It was like a bullet went through her head—sharp pain shot straight to her temples. She winced, brow
