Madison reread those three words again and again. Everything started to make sense. His overprotectiveness. The way he had looked at her after Cian had scarred her face. The Christmas gift he had gotten her. She thought about the necklace. It was a damn crescent moon. How had she not seen that before? His anger over Sarina attacking seemed more justified now, as did Sarina’s words to her at the northern palace. Everything seemed to be falling into place, and it terrified her.
“Maddy? Are you all right?” Ash asked, knocking on the door.
“Yeah,” Madison answered. She threw the paper into the toiler and flushed, hoping it would disappear down the pipes. Luckily, it did. She took a shaky breath and tried to compose herself. She needed to look normal. No, you
