The room felt like it was closing in on her, but she couldn't move. She was frozen. The memory of her mother's death played out in her mind. The voices of the men. He was telling the truth. He had been there when they killed her mother. "Say it again." She demanded. Win's eyes flash with emotion. Was it sadness or guilt? Maybe both? "I was there the day your mother died." Her pulse quickened, pounding in her ears. His voice didn't even shake when he said it. This wasn't a confession for absolution. It was a fact he carried.
She left him on the bed, and another emotion crossed his handsome face. He thought she was rejecting him now. Let him. She didn't know herself what she was doing. It was too much. It was all just too much to take in. "You said the king ordered this team?" He sat up, r
