Chapter 22

Arthur's question hung in the air, heavy as lead. 'Do you really love him?' Five simple words that knocked the wind out of me, as if I'd been punched in the stomach.

My mind spun in a whirlwind of thoughts. Lying to Gideon's grandfather about how we first met was one thing, but declaring love? That was different. Deeper. More intimate.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My palms grew sweaty