(Gemma P.O.V.)
After last night's taco night and margaritas we all slept in and woke up in a blissful mood, at least I thought we all had. Sadie was having coffee on the porch and seemed to be a thousand miles away.
"Is she okay?" Vivian asked.
I shrugged.
"She's been there since sunrise," Jace said, chiming in and holding the coffee pot, his way of finding an opening to check on Sadie.
We each grabbed our own mug and sat on either side of Sadie while Jace poured a new brew into all our mugs, "You okay, sweetie? Did Something happen last night?" Vivian gently asked.
"I went home... back to Crimson Woods," she looked up at us, her eyes glossed over with unshed tears, "They've ruined it, everything my family spent generations building is gone," her voice got small and she began cryin
