Sarah had not expected the morning to end with fear, humiliation, and chaos, yet that was exactly what Keith had left behind.
Now, several hours later, Keith was still nursing the pain from the blow Sarah had driven into his side. Every movement reminded him of it. The sharp ache beneath his ribs seemed to pulse with every breath, igniting both his temper and his wounded pride. He had underestimated her. He had never imagined that the woman who used to lower her gaze whenever he raised his voice would one day strike him and walk away without looking back.
After the incident that morning, Keith had not dared to approach Sarah again. The image of Jayden Lin standing beside her continued to haunt him. More importantly, a persistent fear had begun to settle in the back of his mind.
What if Jayden had gone to the police?
The possibility made his stomach twist.
"Damn it!"
