Chapter Seventy Two
Maybe I am caught red-handed.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
As if my hands had burned me, I flinched.
Leighton looked at me carefully; the eyes of a worried man are all that I could see. The man was careful with his reactions. His eyes were looking all over my body to see if I had injured myself or done something that might indicate that I was in trouble. Looking at Reed, it seemed like she had linked him from the second that I was reacting badly.
She must have thought that I have another memory.
It was not like I blame her. This was on my side. I was not careful enough with how I was reacting. To my defense, I am not really good at hiding things from everyone. From what my mate had told me, my expression had always revealed what I was thinking. This was the ver
