I stood up my feet and wiped my eyes, going out the bedroom to meet Zane who was already reaching towards the door to leave the house.
Zed was already gone.
As Zane opened the door I attempted to walk out when he placed a finger on my forehead holding me back, “Nope. You’re not coming.”
“Why not?” I questioned, irritated.
“There’s nowhere to fit you in in this village without raising suspicions. You can’t move in with us, and you can’t just hang around anywhere else on your own,” Zane briefed me. “You’d have to pretend to be his daughter.”
I gasped, my mouth wide open, “What the hell? For how long?”
He pulled the door handle, closing the door slowly, “Or you could just kill him and take the house.” He shut the door in my face.
I stood stunned on the same spot, disturbed by his reaso
