My eyes grew wide when I heard that, my heart skipping a beat. Does… does father know who they are? What they are? And since when did he know? Before the marriage? And he still gave me away?

“Isabella?” One of my sisters shook me, and I snapped out of my trance. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, managing a tight smile. “Yes, yes, I'm fine. And what does father mean by that?”

Amalie shrugged. “Who knows? I just know he was worried and begged us to come because he knew you would open up to us.”

I scoffed. “So the old man knows how to be worried and caring, huh?”...