Ember Frost’s POV

I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me whole.

I sat on the couch with Orion beside me, while my parents sat across from us, their faces stern and displeased. The room felt like a battlefield, divided between us and them, with Orion’s tense presence only adding to the heavy tension in the room.

This wasn’t just a conversation; it felt like I was being judged by three people at once.

“You two have a lot to explain,” my father said, his tone stern ...