As Lorenzo drove Ashley to the station, her mind was a total mess. She was struggling to process everything: Roseline, Christian's lies, Lorenzo's surprising past. It was too much, too fast. She felt lost, unsure who to trust or what to believe.
The silence in the car felt suffocating. She rubbed her elbow nervously, her thoughts spiraling. When Lorenzo glanced at her, she caught the flicker of pain and worry in his eyes—and quickly looked away, a flood of conflicting emotions at war in her chest.
Part of her wanted to speak–to apologize, to acknowledge not just the hurt her ex-husband's stupid words might've caused, but her own reaction too. But another part of her was still struggling to come to terms with the new revelation, still reeling from the sting of his comeback about Christian using her.
Or maybe she did deserve it.
