The drive back home was utterly quiet. I was sure they’d be a hole in my neck by now if I checked.
I didn’t say anything. I let the driver take us home, and once we were inside, Lucien looked at me, took in a shaky breath.
“You knew what was going to happen, didn’t you? You predicted it.”
I didn’t answer. I just stared at him and swallowed hard.
“When?”
When I still didn’t answer, he covered the distance between us and all I could see in his eyes, was fear. No, it was something way worse than fear.
“When. Sophia?”
“A bit after we arrived the party. My friends told me.”
“So,” he took in another breath. “Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you let that happen—“
“But I’m fine—“
“— and I’m not!” He almost yelled. “I— I thought you fell into the pool and I had seen the current in the wa
