Chapter 73

DOMINIC’S POV I ignored Evelyn’s endless questions the entire ride back. Her voice buzzed in my ears like a persistent mosquito, flitting from one meaningless topic to the next—trying too hard, too fast, to sound casual. But I knew her too well. She was trying to distract me. My mind kept going back to what I saw in the mall. The strange man she was with. The way their conversation had dropped into silence the moment I appeared. The look of guilt that flickered across her face before she masked it with surprise. And the way he disappeared like a ghost. She was hiding something. “Dominic, you barely shop,” she said, her tone forced, too cheery. “Were you buying something… special?” I didn’t even glance her way. My eyes stayed on the road, my grip tightening on the wheel. “Yes,” I answered curtly. “I came here to buy toys for the twins.” She fell silent for a second, and I could feel her disappointment without needing to look at her. She had expected a different answer. Maybe hoped that