Amelie settled onto the sofa beside Gabriel. "Mom and Dad are with Noah," she told them. "He's in good hands."
She glanced at the tray of rose tea and snacks laid out on the mahogany table before turning her full attention to Carlos. "Why did you leave in such a rush? You had us all terrified."
Carlos lifted his cup, inhaling the floral steam before taking a sip. "To find answers about myself," he replied simply.
"And what exactly did you find?" Amelie pushed a plate of buttery cookies toward him, her eyes searching his for any hint of the truth.
"A lot," was all he offered.
Gabriel signaled a servant to pour a cup for Amelie, but his attention suddenly shifted toward the arched entryway of the living room. He felt the presence of his sister.
"Kate is here," he informed Amelie.
