—Mabel—

All of a sudden, I couldn't hold his gaze. I lowered my gaze to the floor, but Alec didn't relent.

He placed a finger under my chin, and lifted my face until my gaze met his. His cologne wrapped around me, a quiet reminder of the times we were lost in the sheets.

“Is it Tom?” he asked again.

“Yes,” I nodded.

He dropped his hand, and with that, a part of me crumbled.

“You've been seeing him behind my back?”

I gasped. “No, it's not like that. He came to my ...