"The best explanation I can give you, Gem, is that when Mika rejected you, it kick-started the process of your shift," He begins, his face looking as if he had aged ten years within the last few days.
"You aren't really my sister, and you weren't supposed to shift for another two years." Alex continues, shoulders slumping in defeat as he looks to the ground at his feet. Confusion washes over me as this statement as I wait for my brother to continue.
"What Alex is trying to say is that you are not, in fact, a Blake." A musical voice continues after a long pause of silence reigns over the room for a moment too long. My head turns to see a woman standing by the door, her long, straight black hair and pale skin standing out against the beige wall behind her as she sends a smile my way.
