“And he hadn’t?”
“I kept waiting to find out what he’d done.”
“No.” Her voice dropped. “I just wanted there to be a reason.”
I finally understood why she’d been watching Andrew so closely.
Not because she wanted him.
Because she wanted him to become evidence.
“I just wanted there to be a reason.”
“You wanted to know mine wasn’t different,” I muttered. “If Andrew failed your test, then Eric made sense.”
Kayla looked at me. Then she turned back toward the window.
“Maybe.”
“And if Andrew didn’t?”
She picked at a loose corner of the phone case.
“If Andrew failed your test, then Eric made sense.”
When she answered, her voice was almost too quiet to hear.“Then maybe it wasn’t relationships.”
I waited.
“Maybe it was just mine.”
I pulled into our driveway and shut off the engine.
Neither of us reached for the doors.
