Chapter 18-Locked

Savannah

He gazes at me, lost in thought. He starts to speak, but Mom's entrance interrupts him. “When you said you were coming, I thought you meant later.”

I notice Evan visibly relax, which only deepens my suspicion. I know my brother. “I had nothing to do, so I thought I'd spend the day here.” I assist her in sitting and slide a pillow behind her back. “How have you been feeling?”

“Much better. The swelling has gone down, and although it still hurts, it's okay.”

I nod. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

She shakes her head. “No. Evan promised to be here from now on.”

I glance at my brother. He rubs his neck and gives me a nod. I want to demand answers about where he's been, but I hold back and settle for a quiet “Okay.”

“How have things been with you?”

“Good. Tomorrow, I'm going to check if I still have a job at the restaurant,” she says, nodding in approval. “I don't want to depend solely on him.”

“Why not?” I raise my head to find my brother watching me. “You're his wife.”

“Fia