It took the girls nearly a whole day to tell us what Kingston had said. They were so weak and tired, I felt like I'd been through an emotional washing machine myself. Dante didn't look any better either, he'd sat with his head in his hands for hours as Sophie slept. He never once left her side nor did he speak or even move. His demons were riding him hard.
I knew my brother well. Right now he was questioning the love Sophie had for him. It didn't matter what it was that stopped her coming back. To him, it was just that their connection wasn't strong enough. Now the girls were awake and talking. He was standing back at the window. He was listening, but his mind was also elsewhere as he kept glancing out of the window and then back to Sophie.
" So they basically said we are f*cked " Kri
