Marissa
Every ounce of strength I had to argue, every counterpoint to Justine’s words, had been drained out of me.
We sat in silence. It was heavy, filled with everything neither of us dared to speak.
I knew she was sincere. Maternal, even, in the fierce way she guarded her twin. I would have done the same for Brian if our roles had been reversed.
“So, where is he?” I managed to say.
Her eyes flicked away before she let out a heavy sigh.
“He got into a fight with Sean yesterday and was taken straight to the hospital.”
My brows shot up. Panic surged before I could stop it.
“Calm down,” she said quickly. “He sustained minor injuries. He’ll be fine.”
Why did she sound so casual? Has Justin not told her the truth?
“Did it never cross your mind to tell him about the bond?” she asked.
