Chapter 58
ARLAN BARDOT
Dread coiled in my belly as I watched Rae, her eyes had taken on a suspicious look now and it scared me so much.
"What?" I stuttered.
"You mentioned his name… Adrian Bardot." She said, the frown on her forehead deepening even further.
Bile rose in my throat and my palms became extra sweaty.
Fucking gods.
How could I have been so stupid? What did I think I was doing being sos stupid? What could I do?! I had been trying to hard to help her out of her dark place that I had not thought of all the gibberish that left my lips while I tired to make her happy again.
Now what would I say? How would I say it?
Gods!
