HANNAH
I sat rigid in the chair, staring out the window, foot tapping an angry rhythm against the floor.
Cade had a lot of explaining to do.
Sophie’s words played in my head on an endless loop. If there was even a shred of truth to what she had said, I would—
The door creaked open at that moment and I shot to my feet. Cade stepped inside, hesitating the moment he saw me.
“Surprised to see me?” I asked, cutting off whatever excuse he might have been forming. “Where are you coming from?”
He blinked but didn’t answer. For someone sneaking around, he should have had a cover story ready.
“I asked you a question, Cade.” My voice was dangerously calm. “Where have you been?”
He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “Sophie’s room.”
I knew it. But hearing it out loud still felt like a
