Asena
My eyes widen in disbelief when she barges into the room.
I am dumbfounded, unable to believe my own eyes.
Aubrey nervously tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and gazes at me with apologetic blue eyes swirling with remorse and guilt.
“I’m sorry, Asena. I brought all of that on you.”
“You’ve been fast.” Melissa cuts her off and gives her a brief hug.
“I expected you to head here or to Northumberland. I was already on the road when you told me about the meeting.” Aubrey explains.
What is happening here?
I narrow my eyes at Keith and Wissam. They both avoid making eye contact with me.
“You work for the rebellion,” I state, staring at Aubrey.
My words are not a question, but a certainty.
I shouldn’t be surprised. Wissam and her seemed to be close the few times I saw them ta
