Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202 Liking Someone Isn’t a Crime 

Caught out, Sweety stopped making excuses. Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked at me. “I know it’s wrong, but since he rescued me, I can’t stop thinking about him and wanting to be with him. Yvette, I know you look down on me for this, but there’s nothing wrong with having feelings, right? I don’t want much, just to talk to him and be around him. That’s honestly it. I would never wreck his family.” 

My heart was in knots. “Look, it’s okay to have a crush, but there’s a right way to do things, with honor and decency. He only saved you because he respects me, since I’m Idris’s wife, and that’s why he was there with me. He’s not some knight in shining armor. Would you have fallen for just anyone who showed up to rescue you that day? Sweety, I get it, I really do. I can imagine how scared and freaked out you were at Island in the Lake. You could’ve talked to me. Why get all tangled up with Liam? If you’re looking to date, there are plenty of awesome single guys out there. Why him?” 

I was so worked up, I just let it all out at her. She stood there, head down, tears falling. The entryway felt smaller than ever, the air thick with tension. 

Seeing her cry, my heart twisted. I took a deep breath, trying to push down the anger. 

I managed to steady my voice. “So, what’s the deal with you two?” 

She clasped her hands tight in front of her, fingers digging into her skin. In a whisper, she admitted, “He never touched me. I was the one who got closer to him.” 

My lips tightened, the storm of emotions passing. I asked her straightforwardly, “Did you guys… you know?” 

She shook her head. “No, we just had dinner today, and on the way back, I kissed him. Nothing more.” 

That made me breathe easier. I looked at her and said, “We can fix this. Just cut him off, okay? “I held out my hand. “Hand it over.” 

She bit her lip, confused. “What?” 

“Your phone.” 

Reluctantly, she gave it to me. 

I deleted every trace of Liam from her phone and handed it back. “No more contact with him, got it? You’re young, and you’ve got a whole world of better love waiting for you.” 

She grabbed her phone without a word and retreated to her bedroom. We had been inseparable since we were kids, and I knew her well enough to understand that when she got moody, she would shut the world out and hole up in her room. I did not chase after her. 

Instead, I plopped down on the living room couch, feeling a bit drained, and massaged my temples. I was not sure what part Liam had played in all this. Maybe he just saw Sweety as a little sister and did not realize she was crushing on him, which explained why he kept in touch. Since Sweety was not really hurt, I could not just confront Liam about it. With Emily’s pregnancy in the picture, blowing this up into a big drama would not do anyone any good. As long as Sweety and Liam cut off contact, we could all breathe easy. 

The following evening, after Sweety had holed up in her room all day, I went to the store and 

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stocked up on a bunch of snacks and drinks. Dinner was ready, and I was about to call her out when my phone rang. It was Idris. 

I frowned at his name on the screen but answered with a cool, “Hello?” There was a brief pause before he got to the point. “Come to Moonlight Restaurant.” 

I glanced at the dinner table, set and waiting, and declined, “I’m just about to eat.” He did not waste words. “The project manager for Avaloria is here.” 

That caught me off guard, and it took a moment for the penny to drop. He was throwing me a bone for the Avaloria project. After a brief hesitation, I replied, “Text me the address. I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” His voice was as calm and collected as ever, just a quick ‘hmm‘ before he hung up. I was used to his abrupt ways, so it did not faze me. 

I set my phone aside and tapped lightly on Sweety’s door, reminding her to join us for dinner later because I had to run an errand. Slipping into my sneakers, I stepped out into the evening 

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