*Amaya*

I turned around quickly to face the gruff disapproving voice. I wasn’t surprised it was Wren. Of course, it was. He was very talented at showing up right at the moment I was no longer thinking about him.

Jessa flashed a sheepish smile at Wren who was accompanied by Saunder. “Good evening, cousin! Saunder,” she giggled. “We missed you at dinner. I hope all is well with you.” Saunder and I joined Jessa in her laughter but Wren ...