(Author's POV)
"You don't know."
"Jasper, I genuinely don't-" Her voice wavered, and her eyes filled. "I don't know what's happening. I'm as confused as you are."
He looked at her for a moment. Then he set the phone face-down on the coffee table and said nothing more. He didn't push. He didn't ask again. But the silence he gave her was worse than any accusation, and they both knew it.
That night, Sienna lay awake in the dark.
The Rathbone name was finished. The Langford family had closed its doors to her permanently. Jasper was all she had left, and she could feel even that ground shifting beneath her.
In the study, Jasper sat alone with a glass of whiskey, the lamp unlit. The amber liquid caught the faint light from the window. He turned the glass slowly in his hand.
He thought abo
