Kane’s POV.
“Isadora betrayed us,” that’s how Savio starts, his voice is monotonous as though the betrayal didn’t cut as deep into his chest as it did ours, but that’s Savio for you, he plays at being monotonout and stoic, but I’ve his face buried in his hands while his body shook with sobs.
Fiona’s face is almost a perfect mirror of his, bland and unfeeling, she sat in the midst of the flowers, calm and unmoving and I hated it, I hated the lack of emotions I’m feeling though the bond, I hated that somehow, it seemed like things still weren’t okay between us and I hated that we had to do this right now when we were teetering on the edge of complete ruination.
“We were warned about her,” he continues. “And at first we didn’t belive anyone, in our heads, Isadora was perfect, she could do
