Chapter 47
“Arden?!” Eileen’s voice cracked through the air, sharp and demanding. She stood rigid when Arden’s explanation of their shared history began to fracture into contradictory pieces. Beside her, Evelyn’s expression mirrored her sister’s—a mask of pure incredulity.
“Ah, crap,” Arden grumbled under her breath. She slumped slightly, the weight of a decade-old slip-up finally catching up to her. She hadn’t realized the magnitude of the mistake she’d made while recounting those childhood years. To the side, Malakor remained a silent observer, his gaze shifting between the three women like a hawk tracking a storm.
“I’m sorry, Evie. I’m sorry, Eileen,” Arden sighed heavily, the sound weary and laden with guilt. “I lied to both of you.”
The sisters exchanged a quick, bewildered glance
