Sabrina's POV
No one was smiling at me, but I didn't care. I was here with my husband, and surprisingly, I didn't hate it. I loved the protection, and I loved that he was with me.
The elders, middle aged and slightly old men all sat down, waiting for us. When we arrived, we took our seats and the so-called meeting commenced.
I didn't bother smiling at them and I couldn't even care less if they liked me or not, all I knew was that I was done crying.
Kyle was unusually silent as he listened to everything they all had to say. His bloodshot eyes were the only thing that portrayed how pissed he was.
Finally, the messenger arrived. A male messenger, clearly in his early twenties. I was really interested in hearing what he had to say.
He glared at me when our eyes met, but I didn't back do
