It felt like the sun had risen in the west.
Normally, I was the one up early making breakfast, while he slept in well past noon.
“Thanks,” I replied coolly, taking it as repayment for my previous efforts.
I sat down and ate the rather bland meal, the silence between us stretching like an endless divide.
“Do you need to go out today?”
Scott finally broke the silence.
“Yes, I have to discuss rehabilitation training.”
Scott immediately seized the opportunity.
“I’ll drive you.”
I looked up, meeting his gaze.
“Aren’t you worried about being seen by fans?”
Back when I worked my previous job, arriving and leaving were routine.
Occasionally, if I worked late or had an urgent situation, other women had family pick them up.
I used to envy them and had asked Scott to do the same for me.
“Lillian, I’m a public figure. What would people think if they saw me going in and out of the police station with you?”
I knew it was just another excuse.
He had taken Hannah to all sorts of public places without a second thought.
Even when people mistook them for a couple, he never bothered to clarify.
“No need, I’ll just take a cab!” I insisted.
Scott, in a huff, snatched my phone and stopped me from calling a taxi.