Ethan's POV
After forcing my way out of bed and downstairs to have breakfast, I met Emily at the table, also having her breakfast. I sat close to her and waited for the maids to adorn my table with any delicacies they had because I was starving.
"Good morning," My sister muttered with a mouthful of cereal.
"Good morning, sis, how was your night?" I casually asked, lowering my hand to the basket of fruit at the centre of the table, to pick a red apple.
"Not bad," I glanced into her face and realized she looked rather troubled.
"What's bothering you?" I asked her after a bite of the apple.
"Nothing much really; can I ask you something?" She suddenly lowered her head and whispered.
"What's that?" I asked back and she sighed and looked around before answering.
"Do you perhaps know if L
