She’d figured it out during her many hours behind bars. Finally saw what had been right in front of her all this time. What she’d been too lost in anger and grief and hurt to see. What Tarek had taken advantage of. She hadn’t been wrong. Not entirely. She’d felt a twin flame bond. But it hadn’t been Tarek. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked. Azrael still clutched her to him as he began filling a tub with hot water.
