“She’s going to kill him!”
Caden sat on the chair, massaging his forehead while I paced back and forth, feeling scared and hysterical. “We have to do something to stop her, Caden! My sister is not a murderer! I will not let her kill someone just because of her awful dead ex-husband!”
“Shhh…” Caden caught my hand and pulled me to him. I landed on his lap and he caressed my face gently. His eyes were worried but focused on me. “Calm down, Giselle. I am already working on it. Gretta is angry and it clouds her judgment. I have to talk with her and put sense into everything that is going on inside her head.”
I stopped.
“If you are going to meet her, I will go with you,” I uttered without blinking into his eyes.
Caden understood the meaning behind my words and he smiled at me as if to ease
