CHAPTER 88

ZYLIAH’S POV

I played games with all four of them until nightfall, and only then did I realize Jordan and his brother, Lucas, still hadn’t left.

We had dinner, and conversation bubbled around the table, but I wasn’t an active participant. I sat as more of a listener, suddenly too nervous to join in, my ears catching only fragments while my mind drifted.

Fynn was married? How could he do this to me?! I thought we had something real between us, something worth holding onto, ...