I stared at Adan’s Grandfather, trying to glean something from the twinkle in his eyes, but he remained elusive as ever, leaving me at a disadvantage. He leaned back in his grand chair and intertwined his fingers together as he regarded me with eyes that missed nothing.
“You must understand, Evangeline, that the life you knew is over,” he began. “Whatever you thought about your life is over. Whatever my grandson will decide will be your new life and you have to accept it.”
All I could do was stare at him in response. And no matter how hard I tried to keep the anxiety at bay I could feel it rising.
“Adan chose your family as soon as it was possible for him to do so. Though I do not know his reasons behind it, I’m not one to deny my grandsons. So when he expressed his wish to own you,
