The twins hesitated. Asher looked like he wanted to argue, but Petra’s stare silenced him. With a reluctant nod, he motioned Gage and Arlo toward the door. They went, though Gage lingered, his eyes locking on mine with an intensity that said he didn’t want to leave me alone.
“I’ll be right outside.” He promised.
The door clicked shut, leaving only Petra, Asher, and me in the heavy quiet.
Petra folded her arms. “You want to know about Amy.”
The name made my stomach twist. “Yes.”
Asher ran a hand over his face, pacing like a caged animal. “Petra—”
“She deserves the truth, Asher.” Petra snapped. “She’s already risked enough.”
My voice came out sharp. “Just tell me. Who is she?”
Petra’s eyes softened, then hardened again. “She’s not related to your parents. Not to you. She’s nothing to
