Rose raised her head and met the gaze of the man who had murdered her parents. The man who had raised her, had pretended to love her, had taught her how to cower and bend her whole life, not for Eana but for him. She wished for a knife to run into his heart. Be careful, she reminded herself. There was no sense in revealing what she had learned about Willem yet, nor the existence of her twin sister. Despite Wren’s betrayal, they shared a common enemy. She was more than just her sister. Wren was her ally.
