“Mr. Adams, you said when you heard my client say these things, you were in a romantic relationship with Winter Kingston, Lauren Kingston’s daughter, correct?”
Kill.
Me.
Now.
“I was. But we’re not together anymore,” is all he says.
Can I please be anywhere else right now? Like anywhere else?
“Is that so? Would you mind explaining why?”
“It’s complicated.” He shuts her off faster than a speeding bu
llet.
Do you think if I hold my breath long enough, I’ll faint?
“Which one of you exactly ended the relationship?”
“Which time?” Kendrick snickers quietly, and Allie elbows him.
“She did,” Haze says.
“When was that exactly?”
“Almost a year ago.”
“Okay. Any particular reason?”
Oh my God. Just drop it, lady!
He doesn’t reply right away. To think that if I wasn’t a complete pussy, I could see the look on his face right now. Is he staring at me? Is he half as messed up by this as I am?
“We just… wanted different things.”
I almost scoff.
Him: killing his sister’s murderer.
Me: rainbows, unicorn and happily ever after.
“Really? Are you sure there’s no other reason?”
He clears his throat, clearly uncomfortable. “I wasn’t good for her.”
“Is there a point to all this?” my father’s barrister snaps, and the judge shuts him up with one look.
“Did you or did you not know Winter Kingston had a rather complicated relationship with her mother, Lauren Kingston, when you were together?”
“If by complicated you mean that I knew Lauren treated Winter like sh…” He retracts himself. “Very poorly. Then yes, I knew.”
“And you also moved here for Miss Kingston last year?”
Lauren probably told her that.
“Yeah,” he admits.