Elizabeth didn’t question why Francesca had come to speak to Sawyer.
She suspected that she was aware Sawyer was alone in the bedroom, and that she had chosen to show up then so she could talk about something privately without drawing too much attention to herself.
He had insisted that Francesca had only come to talk to him, and that it was nothing life changing, but it was clear from his demeanor that it was more than a casual conversation and Elizabeth wished he would just be honest about it.
She decided to try to press him as casually as possible into being open with her as she dried herself off and got her clothes ready to change into.
“Did she tell you when we need to meet the others? Or where?”
Sawyer shook his head.
“No. She just wanted to talk to me.”
“Sawyer…”
He tilted hi
