“No, I don't” My voice was cold.

I knew he wasn't lying. Of course I believed him but I was angry. I was so angry that I was treated that way by his family. And I didn't want to seem like the weak idiot I was.

“Kieran.” His voice was barely a whisper.

“Tell me something first. Did my mother and Sabrina have a hand in you running away? Did they do something behind my back?” he asked and I raised a brow.

“Are you even asking me that right now?” I shot back.

Thanks to the memory of that fateful day rushing to my mind, it was easy to...