Chapter 5

Time seemed to stand still. I stared at Rayford, standing in the doorway, while he stared back at me, his face ashen with anger.

"Cynthia, what are you looking at?" His voice was icy.

"I… I just…" I didn't know how to explain.

"You just what? Were you spying on my emails?" Rayford stepped toward me, his steps firm and deliberate. "Do you realize that's a crime?"

A crime? He's been lying to me for three years, and now he dares to talk about crime?

"Rayford, you can walk?" I feigned surprise. "That's amazing! When did you recover? Why didn't…