Sebastian stood to his feet in fast motion and hurried to stand by my side. "Gigi I..." he tried to speak but I wanted straight answers without manipulation and judging from the look of fear in his eyes as he spoke, it was easy to tell he was as guilty as I suspected.
"Who told you about Liz..." he spoke in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter who told me about her, just tell me who the hell she is!" I snapped, unable to control my anger. It took every vein in me to relax and get myself in order.
Sebastian held my wrist tight and led me to sit on the bed. "Remember what you told me about listening, communication and understanding?" He began.
I stayed mute, caring for nothing but an explanation for this.
"Listen here, I didn't want to have to tell you this because I was afraid you would fr
