Natalie~
I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing. The mind link call with Zane lingered in my thoughts, his voice heavy with concern. I knew him too well—he was probably pacing, thinking of a hundred different ways to intervene.
I sighed deeply.
Jasmine, my ever-unpredictable best friend, stirred inside me, her voice a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "If you're going to stress this much, why did you even tell him the truth about Sebastian?"
I turned onto my side, clutching Zane's pillow. His scent still lingered, wrapping around me like a safety net. I inhaled deeply before answering Jasmine. "Because if Zane left Golden City, came back to Paris, and later found out Sebastian had been attacked, it would devastate him. You know how he is. He acts like he doesn't care, but Sebastian means more to him than he admits."
