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I felt nauseous and was glad that Marco was here to support me. Waves of shock were rippling through my body.
I knew nothing.
The book plot had changed, and everything I knew was irrelevant now.
I… I was on my own.
“Sis, are you okay?” Cesarre rushed to me, leaving a group of young she-wolves behind. I must have looked pretty bad. He took my hand and draped it around his from another side.
“She doesn’t look too well,” Marco chimed in, assessing my brother from head to toe in the meantime.
“And you are?” Cesarre quirked his brow up with resentment written over his face. Boy, he knew how to be charming the Tynan way.
“I am your sister’s friend and business partner,” the designer announced. “And that blazer is two seasons old.”
“Like I care!” Cesarre huffed.
They exchanged a fe
