My eyes fill with concern as I walk to him and touch his face, but to my surprise and confusion, he pulls away. I withdraw my hand and move back. I know something is not right, but I just can’t wrap my hand around what is.

“What’s wrong?” I carefully ask, even as I feel like a cold weight is being laid on my heart.

“Where’s Keenan?” He asks instead, ignoring my question.

“He left. Had to go back to work. He got a call. From work. I guess.” I stumble over every word, knowing Keenan had told me a lie, and now I am telling Rory the same lie....