Chapter 50-----I Heard We Slept, Many Times.
“No, no, no—” I shook my head repeatedly, my steps quickening despite myself, though I kept stealing glances back at Hudson.
I prayed, with everything I had, that Fabio hadn’t been the one behind the wheel of that Bentley that night.
But of course, fate rarely listens to desperate prayers.
Hudson must’ve noticed the change in my expression. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Have you met Fabio lately?”
Just like that, everything snapped into focus.
I wished, more than anything, that I could vanish right then and there—disappear into the ground and never be found.
“Did Mr. Leaf tell you?” I asked, deciding that there was no point in pretending anymore.
Hudson pressed his lips together. A faint, helpless smile tugged at the co
