Selene's expression faltered —just for a second. The smile on her face froze, then cracked ever so lightly.
But Morgan kept his expression calm and at ease, as if he didn't mean what it sounded like.
He continued gently, "Aiden doesn't always know how to treat people the best. Seeing you disappointed would hurt both me and your grandfather. But even then, there wouldn't be much we could do. You know he doesn't quite listen to any of us."
"But he used to listen to me," Selene blurted, no longer able to hold it in. The mask she had worn for so long slipped, and for the first time, the desperation behind her eyes showed clearly. "He might not have treated others the best, but he has always treated me differently."
Morgan arched a brow at her raised tone.
