Chapter 27

Sunny's gaze shifted from Spencer to Mason. Her expression didn't flicker, but the faintest curve touched her lips when she heard Mason's name. It wasn't a smile. It was more like a faint, ironic realization. She looked at Mason and laughed. The laugh spread across her delicate features, brilliant as poppies against the night, yet utterly cold, sharp enough to sting. "Mr. Lowell," she said quietly, her voice carrying clearly to both men. "Long time no see." She paused, her eyes flicking over his face with pointed intent. Her red lips parted, and the words that followed sent Mason plunging into a freezing void. "Oh, no. We've seen each other every night, haven't we?" Every single night. Her words were light as a whisper. But they hit Mason as daggers tempered in ice, piercing deep into his heart and ripping away the last, filthy veil of pretense between them. His face drained of color, gone pale as paper in an instant. He tried to speak, his lips trembling, but no sound came. All