Devin gripped the wheel as he drove, his mind racing with the words he’d just heard.
"What… what did you just say?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Mia shifted uncomfortably in her seat, clearly regretting her earlier outburst. “Oops,” she muttered. “I didn’t mean to blurt it out.”
Devin’s expression hardened. “It’s out there now, so spill.”
She hesitated. “I don’t know, Dad… it feels like I’m betraying Iris.”
Devin’s face softened slightly. “Very well,” he said, his voice calm yet tense. “I hope he didn’t touch you.”
“No,” Mia assured him, shaking her head. “Iris wouldn’t let him.”
“Good,” he replied, though a frown creased his brow. The thought of Iris being in trouble stirred an odd sense of protectiveness in him. He tried to brush it off as simple concern for his daug
