Cecilia knows his accusation isn’t true but she doesn’t know how to prove it without giving away that she had been keeping a closer eye on him than he may have realized. Impact is more important than intent, anyway. In a way, he’s sort of right. But that doesn’t mean she is in the wrong.

She straightens the column of her spine, intensifying the effect of her looming. “Did we have plans?” she asks, brow arched.