All the Lies (Lies & Truths 1)

Still, it feels empty to wake up to this cold after last night’s warmth. There’s a sweet ache between my legs every time I move and it brings back memories of how he owned me.

I dress in a cute navy dress and take extra time to do my makeup.

I want to knock Asher off his feet. I want him to look at me like he did in the shower yesterday, like he did when he fucked me and when held me as I fell asleep.

He’ll forgive me.

I can feel it in my bones now.

I already cracked his armor, and I have to keep going to destroy it all.

When I come downstairs, I’m hit by the gloomy energy in the house.

The usual pop songs Izzy fills the kitchen with are absent. There are no flowers in the living area. Jason isn’t practicing in the backyard. Asher isn’t doing push-ups by the pool.

The house is eerie and quiet, like a cemetery.

I tiptoe around the kitchen, searching for Izzy. Instead, I find Jason drinking milk from a huge cup.

“Morning.” I grab a bowl for cereal. “Where’s Izzy?”

“Preparing roses for the anniversary.”

I slide in at the counter beside him. “What anniversary?”

He meets my gaze over his cup. “Arianna’s death. This is the third anniversary.”

Oh.

That explains the funeral-like atmosphere in the house.

“Are Alex and Asher going to the cemetery?” I ask.

“If you’re thinking about going with them, it’s better if you don’t.”

I pause pouring cereal into the bowl. “Why not? Arianna and I were friends.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Were you?”

“What is that supposed to mean, Jason?”

“You weren’t friends.”

“But Lucy said we—”

“Lucy doesn’t live in the same house as you.” He puts the bottle of milk on the counter. “Arianna ruined your life, Reina, and you didn’t sit still.”

My hand trembles around the box of cereal. “I…I didn’t sit still?”

“Remember when I told you yesterday that someone is getting revenge?”

I release the box and face him. “What about that?”

“The biggest sin you committed might come back to haunt you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” My legs shake, but I stand up anyway.

An urge pushes me to get out of here. I don’t want to stay with Jason or hear whatever nonsense he’s spouting.