Audrey froze in shock. For a moment, she genuinely had no response.
"Answer me." He demanded.
She then turned her head slightly toward Esmeray. "Leave us."
Esmeray inclined her head and stepped out, closing the door behind her.
Audrey faced him again. "Alistair… I don't know where you're getting this from, or who is feeding you these lies, but there's nothing like that."
Alistair stared at for a minute, then began pacing about with clenched fists. He opened his mouth to speak, then stopped.
The images wouldn't leave. They kept replaying with precise detail.
There was this scene in particular where Anton's finger rubbed across the scar along her lower abdomen.
Alistair stopped and turned to her slowly.
"Unless someone has seen you bare before… those scenes in my head don't just appear like that, not with that level of detail." His voice tightened. "I saw his hands run over the birth scar on your belly."
