When I’m done, I don’t feel any better. I go to the sink to wash out my mouth and splash water on my face, but it doesn’t help with the new sallowness clinging to my cheeks or the unease in my stomach.
I slump out of the bathroom and almost bump right into Aleks. His eyes pass over my face shrewdly. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I mumble too quickly. “You just caught me by surprise.”
“I was just coming to tell you that I’m stepping out for a bit.”
I’m filtering everything through the conversation I just had with Mia. Is him leaving a good sign or a bad one? Guilty or innocent, innocent or guilty?
He cups my cheek. I have to fight off a shiver. He tilts my face up to his and I stare up at this gorgeous man and pray to God that my sister is wrong.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Aleks asks,
