ROY'S POV
I can't believe this. I didn't know if I should be mad that Zoey and I had met years ago or the fact that she kept it from me all this time.
I had a feeling, that the kid was mine too. But everything was just so complicated at this point and I needed all the details. She was acting all confused but I know she knows what I am talking about.
Everything started coming together. There was no other woman with the lavender scent. It was her all along damnit. And she knew, she fucking knew everything.
Even after I asked her about it weeks ago, she denied ever knowing me before. What games was she playing? No wonder she was shy that day we met at the parking lot. It's because she knew me and she didn't want me to recognise her.
Fuck, now I get. She was not hiding because she was dangerous, she was hiding because she didn't want me to recognise her.
