Lexie POV.
Tears gathered in my eyes as I stared at him and then at the photo. My head had suddenly become too heavy due to the recent event. The tears dropped, flowing down the pictures that lay on my lap.
“What..Derek..What is this?” I ask, trying to sound strong. Willing myself that he would give me a reasonable excuse or do something that would please me, or maybe I would wake up and it would be a nightmare.
His eyes turned red, his expression falling as he tried to take my hand, but I flinched. “I asked a question! What is this, Derek?” I screamed.
He took in shaky breath. “I don't know how Morgana got the picture or the letter. She just delivered it at my office this morning. She usually sends her brother, but understand that I have nothing to do with it, he said in a low voice.
