LILY STOOD near the long table, arms wrapped around herself, trying to steady her breathing. But what truly twisted her gut wasn’t the attack.
It was the thought of Robert. Robert, who cheated on her. Robert, who had somehow slithered back into their lives with a smile like he deserved a second chance. Robert, who Ronan still insisted they “use.”
Ronan stood by the window, shoulders stiff, jaw ticking. “Say it again,” he muttered without turning. “I want to hear exactly what you think.”
“You heard me,” Lily said, voice sharp. “Robert is up to something. He’s hiding things. Every time I ask him about the ambush two weeks ago, he changes the story.”
“He always changes the story,” Ronan shot back. “That’s nothing new. The guy lies to breathe.”
“That’s not the point,” she said. “You know
