Twisted Truths

VANESSA

The car ride to Declan’s place felt longer than usual, but I didn’t mind. My fingers kept tapping against my thigh, and I couldn’t help but grin the whole time. Yesterday was a win. A big one. I kept replaying Dominic’s face in my head, the way his eyes widened when Beatrice told him I was his wife. The way he stared when she blamed Daphne for everything. He didn’t fight back. Not really.