~ ASH ~
When Zara opened that door, she was so clearly on the edge, it was scary to see.
As if her chest might split open and her heart stop beating at any moment. The circles under her eyes were so dark they looked like bruises. And she trembled from head to toe.
"Is it true?" she croaked.
I blinked. "What?"
"Did I… did you… did we…" She shuddered and screwed her eyes tightly shut. "Before we got to the castle… Did I sleep with you?" Her eyes snapped open again to see my reaction.
It was instinct. Everything in my body recoiled because if she was asking that— "Zara," I licked my lips, "How—?"
"Ash stop stalling and just tell me the fucking truth! Yes or no?! Did I sleep with you before I met David?!"
And that was the moment I had to decide where my loyalty lay, once and for all.
She was falling apart. She was terrified. And angry. And so clearly on the edge I worried for her sanity.
