David had barely stepped inside Reynolds Manor when Amber stepped into his path, blocking the hallway like a guard dog on high alert.
She stood stiff, arms crossed tight over her chest. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, and her eyes locked onto him with icy precision.
"So,"she said, voice cold."You're seeing her again. Austin."
David paused mid-step."What's your point?"
Amber's voice sharpened."Don't play dumb. Lena told me everything. You even picked up her daughter from kindergarten? Seriously, David?"
His expression darkened. The calm he usually carried cracked at the edges. Beneath his skin, something old and protective stirred.
"Watch your mouth,"he said, voice low."You don't get to talk about her like that."
Amber blinked, startled for half a second, then
