CHAPTER 28

The next evening I sat pretending to watch TV, muscles wound tight as a spring. Dominic had gone out to some dinner commitment blessedly solo, leaving me momentarily unbothered.

Agatha got into the living room and casually muted the noise before resting on the sofa's armrest. I braced for her latest plan, but she simply studied me in silence instead, absently twirling a lock of my hair.

After an endless tense moment, she spoke up calmly. "You know, jealousy really doesn't suit you."

I raised my head. "What? I'm not jealous," I remarked unconvincingly. My ears burned under her stare.

Agatha just smiled. "Please, I see the way you look miserable lately. Afraid you're no longer the center of my attention?" She asked the question lightly, but her eyes were piercing.

I chose my answer carefully. "I just don't care for whatever weird game you two are playing with me, that's all."

She tilted her head. "Game? I promise you, Dominic and I are very in love. Isn't it only normal to show affect