Chapter 35

Lucian's expression darkened at my question. He set his fork down, his features tensing. "They were old friends," he finally said. "Friends who betrayed me in the past. I won't be seeing them again." I frowned, sensing there was more he wasn't saying. "But what exactly happened between you and John? What did he do?" Lucian let out a sigh as he picked up his wine glass and took a long sip. "It's in the past, Anna. Leave it there. I don't want to discuss it." But I wanted to push further. I wanted to know everything about him. But I knew Lucian well enough to recognize when he was closing a door. He wasn't ready to talk about it. A beat of silence passed before I found myself asking the question that had been nagging at me since the supermarket encounter. "And Judy? What is your relationship with her?" The air around us shifted instantly. Lucian's entire body stiffened, his jaw clenching. His eyes turned colder. "She is an unimportant person," he hissed, his voice sharp. The sharpness of