She arches an eyebrow. “Andrew went out at eleven o’clock on a Sunday night? With whom?” I lift my shoulders. “I have no idea. Did you try his cell?” I know she didn’t. I was with Andrew at eleven o’clock. We were in bed together. “I didn’t,” she says, but doesn’t offer any further explanation. I clear my throat. “Well, as I said, I was in my room at that point. I have no idea what he was doing.” “Hmm.” Her pale blue eyes darken as she stares at me across the living room. “Maybe you’re right. I’ll have to ask him.” I nod, relieved she isn’t questioning me further. She doesn’t know what
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she may not KNOW but she definitely SUSPECTS
you’d better watch your back bitch that woman is insane
