Lynn's POV
"Hannah?" I answer, my voice still breathless from our almost-kiss.
"Lynn, honey, you're not going to believe what I just saw!" Hannah's voice crackles with barely contained fury. "I was at the Central Shopping Mall and guess who I ran into?"
Ice floods my veins. "Who?"
"Your mother, your sister, and Charles. All three of them." She spits the words like venom. "At that upscale afternoon tea place on the top floor, acting like one big happy f*****g family. Lynn, I recorded it. Check your w******p. You need to see this."
My phone buzzes against my ear, and I pull it away to open the video file with shaking fingers. Logan moves closer immediately, his solid warmth at my back the only thing keeping me grounded as I hit play.
The footage shows exactly what Hannah described—and
