She chuckled a little, her eyes glowing. “Your Mom was an amazing healer, your Dad was an amazing warrior—and both of them were amazing people, I hope you know that.”
“I do,” I responded, trying my hardest not to break down on the spot. The words she had shared with me were more than anyone had ever told me about my parents. She didn’t brush them off or get weird about it—she told me exactly what I needed to hear. The truth.
“Were all of you close back then,” I asked softly, trying to find an opening.
“Yes, we were all best friends,” Jane nodded eagerly. “The teams were smaller back then, and we spent so much time together it was impossible not to get close.”
I had caught Rochwall in yet another lie. I clearly remembered him telling me that he’d barely spoken to Mom, making it seem lik
