The temperature in the room had increased exponentially the moment Jack stepped out, leaving the two adoptive siblings together… or at least that was how Julie felt.
How could Henry’s simple gaze on her affect her so much?
There was no describing her turmoil at seeing him so soon, so unexpectedly. She was not emotionally prepared for a confrontation, and that was putting it mildly.
Ever since that hug they shared publicly at the funeral –after their nearly s****l encounter in the bathroom– Julie was avoiding Henry like he was bad news.
And he was bad –bad for her senses, her sanity, and her peace of mind.
But what was she to do? She couldn’t avoid him eternally. She had to confront him eventually.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” She spat out angrily, her eyes evading his for sh
