As the glow of the setting sun bathed the room, it cast a warm light on Emma, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, concealing the darkness of her eyes. After a long pause, she lifted her gaze and gave a wry smile.

"Still, Owen was hurt because of you," she said, her voice soft.

The words made Serena's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through her gaze.

Emma continued to smile, albeit a little more faintly now. "Even ...