Loyal servant
Bella Point of view
I froze in place, my mind racing as Ruth's voice echoed in my ears. Of all the people I expected to meet, she was the last person I wanted to see here. What was she doing? How did she know my full name, and why did she care to call me out?
I turned sharply, my feet instinctively moving toward the exit. Ruth Asher wasn't someone I could trust, not with what I knew about the Ashers and their tangled web of secrets. My gut screamed danger.
"Are you not curious about how I know your full name?" she said smoothly, her tone cutting through my thoughts.
I didn't respond. I kept walking, each step a silent rebellion against her provocation.
"Don't you want to know your father's relationship with the Ashers?" she called out.
Those words rooted me to the spot. My breath hitched as a cold wave of curiosity and dread coursed through me. Slowly, I turned back to face her, my defenses up.
