Emmalee
Ana's words are hammering against the side of my head nonstop.
Unfortunately, she couldn't tell me more because Soren and Cade entered the room, and we had to have dinner.
Throughout our meal, he didn't say a single word to me. He didn't even look at me. If it weren't for Brent and Cade, I'd be completely silent, but I can count on them to keep my spirits up, even when I'm crumbling on the inside like I am now.
I've been walking around the garden, thinking about Romain. I haven't allowed myself to think about him as much as I have today. Fang's son. How's that possible? I wish I could ask her more, but how can I do that without seeming overeager when Soren already accused me of knowing about Romain?
Does Soren know he's Fang's son? I don't see how he wouldn't know.
I'm t
