Chapter 32 Chiara

• I woke up with several missed calls from Lance.
• It was early morning, and I hadn't seen him since our conversation with Connor about Miranda's real identity. I thought it was better to distance myself from them to avoid further scrutiny and observe Miranda closer.
• After knowing that Miranda was, in fact, Adrian's true fated mate, her behavior had made so much sense. There were things I didn't notice before—that I simply brushed off—that were now a glaring clue as to her real intentions. Miranda always had a knack for trying to be seen, hadn't she? Especially if it involved my husband. The shy smiles thrown at him, the eager volunteers every time he needed something, it was all too obvious. I wondered how I hadn't puzzled it out before.