A raging fire pumped through Heaven’s heart every second she stood in the hallway. The horde of questions consuming her thoughts left her mind a jumbled mess. She needed to clear her head and process the overload of information Layla had dumped in her lap.
Talk about opening Pandora’s box.
Now came the first question. What to do with the information. Should she be alone? Find Dylan? Avoid Dylan?
Confusion spiraled in Layne’s energy. Had he known what type of conversation he’d walked into, he may have asked her to stay. Then again, Layla might not tell him about the affinity. Determination thrummed within her to keep the knowledge to herself.
It didn’t seem fair not to tell him, if what she said was true. The more Heaven denied it, the more her soul confirmed everything Layla told her.
