Kapitel 143: Bodyguard

Abby stole glances at Remo as they sat in the backseat while the driver navigated the streets back home. His silence was suffocating, too heavy and too quiet for her liking. Since he had walked in on her and Cage, he hadn't said a word. The memory of Remo's pained expression when he caught sight of Cage affectionately holding her cheeks haunted her.

Guilt gnawed at her insides, twisting and churning with every passing moment of Remo's silence. She wanted to reach out, to explain, to reassure him that there was nothing between her and Cage, but the words stuck in her throat like a lump of lead. Fear gripped her heart, tightening its hold with each stolen glance she stole at Remo's stoic profile.