#Chapter 49: Because Of Her

Before I can even think to hide the knife, or have any reaction other than, oh, shit, Caleb walks through the door of my bedroom. He doesn’t even knock, simply opens the door and saunters right in. When he sees the knife, he abruptly halts straight in his tracks. “What the hell is that?” “I’m not sure…” Caleb storms farther into the room, coming to a stop right beside my bed and the offending pillow. “Was this here when you arrived?” he asks. “I…” Grabbing the knife he pries it from the pillow and inspects it. “This is a steak knife from the kitchen. Anyone could have access to these.” He shakes the knife in my direction. “Who did this?” “I don’t know.” He growls in frustration. “Again, you lie to me!” “I’m not lying this time,” I say in a flash, then, realizing my error, snap my mouth closed. His eyes narrowing, he storms closer to me. “What did you say?” “Nothing.” “You said that you are not lying this time. That means you’ve lied in the past.” “No,” I say a