Cole's POV

A hollow ache grew in my chest as I stood in the fading light. As the taxi taillights vanished down the long, winding driveway.

Gutted.

It can only be described by that word. It left a raw open wound as if someone had reached inside and torn out a piece of me.

Amelia had misled me. Her stunning eyes had met mine directly and she had told me a thin lie about making a new friend.

A friend that she was unable to identify and had never previously mentioned. With the mansion's ...