Marksman POV

“So she left?” James asked.

marksman sighed. “Yeah. I tried to stop her but…” marksman swore softly under his breath. “What was the point? She wouldn’t stay here and I can’t leave. Besides, it was all fake. Just a bit of fun for her.”

“That’s a lie and you know it,” James said.

They were sitting in the living room. Keely was in bed and Marksman had no desire to go home. There were too many memories of Ember in his house. He’d probably have to sell it and move back in with his dad.

“Do I though?” Markman asked, looking at his dad. “Do I know if...