#Chapter70

HIDDEN TRUTHS

JOY

Beau entered the living room with a rather tense demeanour, his hands held behind his back and his gaze flickering between the people present in the room. I knew he was uncomfortable about something but couldn’t pinpoint what was causing him such.

That was until I noticed Misoo fidgeting through my peripheral vision. I shifted toward her, working and pretending to not notice the unspoken heat filling the room.

“The house seems too packed, no?”

Misoo was taken aback and jolted her head up to meet my gaze. “It does.”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I think it’s because of Beau’s presence.” She retorted a laugh, her almond...