"I-I didn't help her find an obstetrician. Cecilia, you misunderstood." The lie slipped from Ethan Lockwood's lips effortlessly, requiring no thought whatsoever.
"How did I misunderstand?" Cecilia Quincy's lips were pressed into a tight line, her delicate chin trembling as she sobbed. "Sonia said so herself! She said you helped her find an obstetrician and even offered to cover her medical bills."
"Cecilia." Cecilia's tear-streaked face looked so pitiful it made Ethan Lockwood's heart ache. He cupped her face in his hands, gently wiping away her warm tears.
"I did say those things to her, but I was just lying. I never actually intended to help her."
"What do you mean?" Cecilia raised her eyes, which were large and round like lychees, brimming with indignant tears.
