"So, what about Silas and Keira, the wedding?" Sofia whispered cautiously into my ear, her voice not reaching above a whisper. My heart tugged slightly at the mention of their imminent nuptials. I had faced far too many inner demons over the last few months to face the grandmaster. Watching the man I love to marry my sister was too much. My hand rubbed my forehead for a few moments. My eyes closed as thoughts rolled through my head like a rollercoaster.
A sigh escaped my lips as my hand dipped to my lap. My fingers tangling with the loose strings of my shorts. I pursed my lips in thought. I didn't want to think about this. My eyes glanced over at her.
"I don't care, right now," I admitted in defeat. I slumped my shoulders as her eyes looked at me with disappointment. She shook her head a
