His Tears, My Freedom (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back)
Then suddenly, he crouches and picks something from under a thick shrub—a silver coin glinting faintly in the sunlight.
I blink, a surprised laugh slipping out. “Wait—you actually found one?” I say, grinning. “Wow, that’s—”
Before I can finish, Aurelia snatches the coin from my hand, her laughter loud and triumphant. “That’s why Lior’s the king of these games! Didn’t I tell you? We’re going to win for sure!”
Lior doesn’t even look at her. He just turns and keeps moving, eyes on the next clue. The way he ignores her should be satisfying—but somehow, it just confuses me.