If my old attachment to Julian could be explained by our childhood bond, then what excuse did Camilla have? Why cling so desperately to a man whose heart was nothing but dust?
Before anyone could speak, Vivian stirred. She opened her eyes slowly. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she took in the scene: torn clothes, flushed skin, betrayal thick in the air. Her voice shook as she lifted a trembling finger at them both. "You… are you out of your minds? Julian, she's your sister!"
Julian opened his mouth, but Camilla cut him off instantly, her voice icy and sharp. "I'm a Morrigan. I'm not blood-related to the Hales."
The slap that followed cracked like thunder. Vivian's palm struck Camilla so hard her head snapped sideways, her body stumbling into the glass wall. For a moment, the greenhouse fell silent.
