"Aeron…." Her voice trembled in a sad melody of her regret, not for his presence but the war her father began. It was clear to her what was the goal of his arrival, to vent his bummer. "I apologize," the woes fueled her tone which he responded with a sneer of disdain.
"Why did your pack do it?" The highest level of his intonation sent chills to her spine; her heart cringed with more guilt.
"I wish I could have revealed it to you earlier that my father had planned all of this, but Andrew, who is ignorant, did not give me a chance."
"Andrew is not only the son of the Douglass family. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" The red on his cheeks as well as eyes which followed his yell pressed her from taking a breath; she almost fainted at his outrageous stare.
To not fall to his knees in surren
