CHAPTER 18

~Shannon~

I froze on the spot, my heart racing as I slowly turned around, bracing myself for Evan’s furious gaze. My heart pounded so loudly I could hear it in my ears. But when I turned, it wasn’t him.

A wave of relief crashed over me. It was just the maid.

She stood in the doorway, clutching a bundle of clothes in her arms. Her expression was blank, but her eyes turned towards the door—towards the very place Owen had just fled from without a second glance. She had seen him. She had seen everything.

My stomach twisted.

But she said nothing.

Her silence was deafening, and for...