Tristan disappeared into the depths of the castle with Keaton and James when we returned. Shelby, Sarah and Brielle also stood waiting for us, frowns etched in all of their faces. Tristan hadn’t even stopped to give me a kiss, he just rushed past everyone. I watched his retreating back, feeling my stomach tighten.
“You should return to your room, Sasha,” Sarah said gently, putting a hand on my arm. I shook my head, pushing her hand aside.
“I want to know exactly what’s happening. I don’t give two shits about Savannah but if I’m going to be raising that baby, I want to be privy to every conversation about them. Take me to wherever they are,” I demanded, unconsciously balling my hands into fists.
“Sasha,” Shelby started at the same time Brielle said, “raise whose baby?”
“Stop!” I shout
