Martha's p.o.v

"What?" I muttered in shock, my eyes blinking at the thought as I stuttered. "How— How did you know about Fabian and I?"

"Well, am I any wrong?"

The silence that followed Jane's claim only made my throat bobb in anxiousness.

It's not like Fabian and I being together again is a crime. But it will raise questions about Edmond's death and that would be such a great disaster for me— for my plan— my future.

It's just too soon.

I composed myself, leaving no room for suspicion. "You are right. And no, Edmond and Fabian weren't enemies. It was just some misunderstanding in the past." A facade...