ma

r. Memories of perfect summers invade my memory. I see Romain and I swimming and playing games in the wat

"Your territor

is all I

ead, I see my brother Cade walking toward us. He's sixteen-two years younger than

d. He extends his hand, and says, "I'm Cade,

re's a small smile on his lips as he says thi

real brother, too. Well, it depends on what you describe as real. He's been

s hands, smiles, and says, "I don't mean to be rude. I'm just

he's smiling, Soren doesn't look so bad, and when his eyes meet mine, he seems

lives together, and I can't find it i

tables?" Cade asks. "Our father

ses," Soren

Cade asks, l

my head and see Romain standing behind a tree. He tries to hi

eering at us again. This makes me stop and say, "You kno

hat was a very strange thing to say. Soren nods

tries to run away, but I say loudly, "I've already seen you, stalker! An

e. He seems embarrassed that he's been c

o. "Why would

's clear that you're not into this whole thing, E

'm not kidd

silver gaze. His thick dark eyebrows are forming a k

eart is beating fast, and it fe

lee. You can lie to everyone

ily. "Because you

an you kno

I felt about him, and he doesn't, so this whole conversation is pointles

me, and I find myself staring at his hand wrapped around my upper arm with wide eyes. He says,

t?" I ask in a low voice. "W

as he fights to stay calm.

hy

ions, Emmalee," he warns.

n this confusing before, and I don't know what to make of this. "It doesn't matter

distance between us, and he's standing so close that his

is eyes, and a

sh away the hair that the wind blew in my fac

at he means, he presses