Author's POV

Carmen joined them for breakfast, she was laughing at the wrong time. It made everyone at the table wonder what was wrong with her, especially Rhysand.

“Are you good Carmen?”

“The meal tastes great.” Carmen replied as she pushed her hair backwards.

“How do I know what you said, Rhysand? Am expiring date to what end.” She asked herself before stealing glances at Rhysand.

He was conversing with Grayson but she paid no need to their words, she was listening to ...