Lucas's POV

The question hangs in the air like smoke. Logan and I exchange a lookone of those silent conversations that happen in milliseconds. Jaxon shifts uncomfortably in his chair, guilt written across his face.

'She keeps asking, and we keep avoiding the answer.'

My jaw clenches. Logan had asked Jaxon and me to let him handle telling her about Lila's confession, about what we learned. But he's been pussyfooting around it for the past hour, ...