Kamila couldn’t help it—she yelped. Darcy, concerned her owner might be in distress, was at Kamila’s feet immediately. “Oh my god, that’s why you’ve been meeting with Rohan!” She looked at Asha. “Asha, Rohan knew! That’s why Jana was in his condo! That’s why he was so concerned about her!”

Jana raised one brow. “Um, yeah. He’s the only person in Toronto I told until yesterday. I needed him to help me find a family-law lawyer and…Wait—did you think there was something going on between me and Rohan? Holy shit, I think I figured out who you’re heartbroken over. It’s Rohan, isn’t it?”

Kamila frowned, picking up Darcy and hugging her. “No comment.”

“It is!” Jana smiled widely. “Finally! You’re in love with Rohan! You don’t have to worry there. Rohan and I are just friends. I’ve known him forever.”

“I’ve known all of you forever,” Kamila said.

Nicole put her hand up. “Not us…we’re new here. But please carry on. This is better than a Bollywood drama.”

“I did once wonder if we could be more, though,” Jana said. “I mean, Rohan is such a great guy—handsome, kind, really quite annoyingly perfect.”

“You are way more annoying with your perfection,” Kamila said.

“Thank you,” Jana said. “Anyway, a while ago I thought maybe I should, you know, see if there was anything there…Then I realized he would never look at me the way he looked at you, and I didn’t want to put myself through that.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Kamila said.

“Oh, come on, Kamila. Don’t give me that fake modesty. I see right through it all. Anyone could see, even when we were kids, that he was completely fascinated with you. But since I got back to Toronto? It’s so obvious he has it really bad. He’s obsessed with you.”

That was impossible. It just wasn’t true. “Did he tell you that?” Kamila asked.

“No, but I can tell. He cares about you a lot.”

“That’s what I’ve been telling her,” Asha said.

Kamila shook her head. “Well, if Rohan freaking Nasser cares about me so much, then why the heck has he been keeping something huge from me? Something that directly affects me and my life. Why wouldn’t he have faith in my ability to know what I want?”

“Wow, you almost swore there, Kamila Hussein. Seems you have it bad, too,” Jana said smugly. Kamila remembered why she’d never liked this woman.