JUNIPER
I sat on the couch, hugging a pillow. I hadn’t said anything since he told me we knew each other as children. I didn’t know what to say. I tried to remember knowing Ethan and the others before, but there was a block in my memories, stopping any of them from coming forward. At the same time, it felt true.
It would explain why I felt comfortable with them right off of the back.
“Do you have any questions?” Ethan asked, speaking for the first time. He didn’t say anything when I left my food untouched or when I moved over to the couch.
I had too many questions to count, but I didn’t know where to begin. The most glaringly obvious question was why no one bothered to tell me. Each of the brothers had plenty of opportunities to tell me—especially Asher.
Ethan asked for trust on the m
