As I made my way toward Victor, he turned at the same time—like he'd sensed me coming. His expression was uncharacteristically serious.
"Amael, I need to ask you something."
Had he found something? Maybe about Cyril or Lazarus?
"Be honest with me," he added, eyes locking with mine like he was bracing for a revelation.
"Yeah... about what?" I asked, trying to play it cool while my mind ran through worst-case scenarios. Maybe he heard about my visit to his stepmother's estate. That could be it.
Don't tell he was also having a misunderstanding about me and Alicia? For Eden's sake not you, Victor.
He leaned in a little, just enough to keep the conversation private, and then whispered, "When you had your first time… did you wear protection?"
"..."
My mind stuttered, and I'm pretty sure my face twisted into a mix of surprise and secondhand embarrassment. That was not where I thought this was going.
