"Did you fall for that man because of what he said?" he murmured, a hint of jealousy flickering in his eyes, though he didn't even notice it himself.
Her nose was filled with his scent, and the closeness made her feel uneasy.
A weird, animal-like sense of danger crawled up her spine, like if she said the wrong thing, he might pounce and snap her neck in the next second.
God, what was she even thinking?
Rachel mocked herself for letting that thought even cross her mind.
The person in front of her was Jeffrey, not some wild beast.
"I didn't fall for George," she said, honestly feeling bad about not being able to return his feelings.
Her answer made Jeffrey's mood instantly better. He looked straight at her.
"You really didn't fall for him?"
"Why would I lie to you?" she replied.
Since getting out of prison, she hadn't once thought about falling in love again.
Love felt too heavy, like it could drag her under.
