Unbroken Rules (Rules 3)

“Wow, that’s a big move. Would you say you would have done anything for her? Put her above everyone else?”

A long silence.

She has no idea how ironic this is.

“Mr. Adams, I don’t need to remind you that you’re under oath, do I?” she presses when he doesn’t reply fast enough.

He caves. “Yes. I’d do anything for her.”

That’s when the last of my resolve shatters.

My head jerks up.

And our eyes meet.

He’s staring at me from across the room. Probably has been since the beginning. His blue eyes…

Motherfucking ouch.

“Even manipulate a situation to get revenge on a woman your girlfriend had big disagreements with?”

“Manipulate? What do you mean? I couldn’t have forced her to say those things.”

“Objection. Leading,” my dad’s barrister calls.

“I’ll rephrase. Mr. Adams, do you love Winter Kingston?”

An unbearably heavy silence descends over us. I squeeze Allie’s hand so tight it must hurt, but she doesn’t flinch.

“I’m sorry. I really don’t see what’s the point of this.” He glances around nervously.

“Answer the question, please,” the judge says.

“It’s really not that hard of a question. Are you, Haze Adams, in love with Winter Kingston? Yes or no?”

He lets out a long sigh, staring down at his hands for a second too long.

His gaze finds its way back to me.

I wait for what feels like five years before he speaks again.

“Yes.”

Brain malfunction.

“Even after all this time? After you’ve been broken up for a year?” she asks.

He pauses, chewing on the inside of his cheek.

“Always.”

Fuck.

“So, let me get this straight: you moved to another country for this girl, left your entire life behind, said yourself that you would do absolutely anything for her, and just admitted to still loving her long after the relationship ended. And you’re telling me you just happened to conveniently hear the woman your girlfriend had the most problems with say all these things?”

“It sounds bad when you say it like that, but it’s—”

“Is anything I just said wrong?”