Eva

"Hmm. Can you tell me about Erica?" Lorenzo asked, his voice gentle yet firm. "What did she tell or show you? I need to understand what happened between you two."

I hesitated, the painful memories of those pictures Erica had shown me, the anger still fresh in my mind. But I knew I had to be open with Lorenzo if we were to move forward, to leave the ghosts of the past behind.

"She showed me pictures of you two together," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Pictures that made it seem like you had been intimate with each other."

Lorenzo's face twisted in anger, his jaw...