He runs a hand through his hair, making it stand up at odd angles. "You're asking me to lie to my brother."
"I'm asking you to keep my secret. There's a difference."
"Is there?" But even as he asks, I can see him yielding. "Fine. I won't say anything. But Isla, he's going to find out eventually. Especially if you're stuck here for six months."
"I know." The admission feels like defeat. "I just need time to prepare. To figure out how to protect Asher when the truth comes out."
The door opens before Kieran can respond. Margot enters carrying a tablet and looking every bit as tired as Kieran does. She stops when she sees me awake, and relief crosses her features.
"Good. You're conscious. How do you feel?"
"Like I got hit by a truck." I shift again, and the pulling sensation in my chest
