“What did he say?”
“That your father’s collateral file is being reviewed.”
“Did he tell you how much?”
“No.”
“Then stop guessing.”
She turned away, but not before he saw the fear on her face.
“I thought he was trying to trap us,” she said.
“He isn’t.”
“He left without saying anything.”
“He was hurt.”
“He made us look cruel.”
Logan’s expression tightened.
“You told him to stay in his room.”
“I was trying to avoid an argument.”
“You said it in front of everyone.”
“I know what I said.”
“And I sat there.”
Chelsea folded her arms.
“You didn’t defend him either.”
“I know.”
That seemed to take the strength out of her.
She looked toward the hallway.
“I didn’t want him to hate me.”
“He doesn’t hate you.”
“How do you know?”
“Because he’s still worried about us.”
Chelsea’s eyes dropped to the envelopes.
