Chapter 52

Tycelyn's POV

"Coming to my house when you know the situation is wide," Anthony handed me a glass of wine, I smiled and took it from his hand, "You could literally get photographed and you know the media already has eyes on us."

I nodded my head because I knew he was telling the truth. It was a chilly evening, we stayed outside, and I didn't want to go in because I wasn't staying long.

"Thanks," I clicked my glass with his but I didn't drink from it, "What did you do with your blue sports car?"

"I can't remember, it's been long, why?" Anthony raised his eyebrows and drank from the wine.

"Nothing, I just wondered what happened with it," I didn't understand why he wasn't telling me anything when I had driven the car that day, "Anthony, what do you think would have happened if I had a child in high school?"

"Hmmmm," Anthony took my glass from my hand and dropped it on the table alongside his, "You don't trust me?" He pointed at the glass so I could understand what he was talking about.

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