"I'm fine," he responded, automatically. He was tired, there was no hiding that, but he capped his anger. None of this was Rosalie's fault. He'd even begun to regret blaming her for Boyd's horrific framing of her assault, though he had no idea how to apologize for it.
"What about you?" he asked. Being forced into hiding because of Vaughn couldn't be easy on her. It wasn't as if she'd done anything, but that, of course, didn't matter to Vaughn.