Chapter 312

Cecilia's pov I kept my spine rigid as ice as Sebastian guided me toward the car. My face had turned to stone, masking the storm brewing underneath. I'd held it together this long and I wasn't about to fall apart now. No way was I letting someone I'd just met ruin my evening. What was the point in getting upset over the opinions of a woman I didn't know and who clearly had no intention of knowing me? "Let's talk in the car," Sebastian murmured, his hand warm against the small of my back as he helped me inside. His touch was gentle, but I felt like I was walking on glass. Liam's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, assessing our expressions. Without a word, he smoothly lowered the privacy partition and pulled away from the Black family estate. I stared out the window as we pulled away from the Black estate. That house behind me? Polished, manicured, and fake as hell. Pretty on the outside. Rotten on the inside. Sebastian's phone rang. He looked at the screen, sighed, and shut it off. [