Lyndon looked at Tildaâs smile, but it didnât bring him any comfort.
The warmth in her smile was gone, replaced by something cold and distant.
He took the coat but didnât put it on.
Instead, he draped it back over Tildaâs shoulders and walked ahead.
As she followed him to the car, Tilda pulled the coat tighter, feeling the lingering warmth from his body.
She pursed her lips, trying to keep her emotions in check.
Meanwhile, on the winding hillside road, Brian drove quickly, glancing at Rosalynn with worry etched in his eyes.
âDoes it still hurt?â he asked, concern evident in his voice.
Rosalynn smiled weakly.
âItâs much better now.
Donât worry.
â
The pain in her stomach had lessened.
Its occurrence was likely due to the tension from the earlier fight and the bumpy ride.
She just needed some rest.
Seeing some color return to her cheeks, Brian wrapped his hand around hers, though his expression remained tense.
Rosalynn looked out at the night, her thoughts drifting to Lyndon and Tilda.
She sighed softly.
Brian noticed and asked, âWhatâs on your mind?â
âIâm thinking about Lyndon and Tilda.
After what Ivy did, I wonder what will happen between them.
Do you think Tilda will hold it against me?â Rosalynn replied.
Brian was silent for a moment before he said, âIf Tilda holds a grudge against you, then sheâs not worth keeping as a friend.
â
Rosalynnâs safety was his top priority.
Lyndon had saved her, and despite Brianâs jealousy, he was grateful.
As for what Tilda thought, Brian didnât really care.
If she blamed Rosalynn, then they didnât need her as a friend.
âDonât say that.
Tilda is a good person.
In that situation, Lyndon chose to save me over her.
She must feel hurt.
If I were her, Iâd be upset too,â Rosalynn said, trying to be understanding.
As a woman herself, she understood how Tilda wouldâve felt.
Brian tightened his grip on her hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
âIvy arranged your kidnapping.
Sheâll pay for this in prison.
â
Rosalynn nodded.
âShe meant to kidnap Tilda.
We were wearing the same outfits, and they mistook me for her.
â
Brianâs expression turned icy.
âEven so, I wonât let Ivy off easily.
â