Chapter 501- Promise
"You’re a liar. There is no boy in your life, Abigail Sinclair. Am I right?"
Abigail’s fingers tightened around her cup, and her body went rigid.
What is he doing here? Isn’t he supposed to be gone?
She closed her eyes briefly, schooling the expression on her face before turning around.
"What nonsense are you talking about, Georgie?" she asked him with a bright smile, "Of course there is."
George stepped closer, hands in his pockets, his head tilted slightly as he observed her, "Oh? Then where is he? Have Marissa and Rafael met him?"
Trying to control her frantic heartbeat, Abigail rolled her eyes and took a sip of her coffee to buy herself some time, "Because... maybe... It’s none of your business," She said the words softly.
He chuckled, "You’re a terrible liar, little dove."
Abigail felt her chest tightening as a lump formed in her throat. Why was he doing that?
Why couldn’t he leave her alone?
"Believe what you want, George," she said tiredly, "I don’t have to prove anything to you."