I stop and stare at Adrian. I can’t think of anything to say or do. That word buries itself into my mind and I fixate on it intensely.
“My mate.” What could he possibly mean by that? I was Julian’s mate. I can’t be Adrian’s. At least I don’t think I can. By the way Adrian explained it to me, it doesn’t make sense for someone to have two.
Grace whimpers into Adrian’s shoulder and I realize the yelling frightened her. I reach out to place a hand on her back, soothing her as she clings to her father.
Adrian pries her from him and hands her back to me before opening the back door to the car. I crawl inside, clutching Grace to me and Adrian gives us one last look before closing the door and walking around to the driver’s side.
The crowd outside is so silent, you could hear a pin drop.
