"Oh, please. You say he's your brother and we're just supposed to believe that? Everyone knows your family's been overseas for years. Why would your brother suddenly show up out of nowhere?"
"And even if Kieran was busy, are you telling me you couldn't even make a phone call?"
I froze. When I'd found out my brother was coming back on short notice, I had tried to call Kieran.
I'd called several times, and every single one was declined. I was afraid I'd be late to meet my brother, so I went alone.
I sank to the floor and looked up at Kieran.
"I did call you. I called you multiple times. You declined every one."
"It's true, Kieran. Everything I'm saying is true. There have to be call records on your phone. Just look."
The more I spoke, the deeper the crease between his brows grew.
He pulled out his phone and threw it down in front of me.
"See for yourself! Are there any call records? Harper, you're still making excuses even now!"
"We've been together seven years. How did I never see what a disgusting woman you really are?"
My hands wouldn't stop shaking as I scrolled frantically through the call log.
Nothing. Nothing. There was nothing there.
Seeing my reaction, Paula let out a cold scoff.