“She’s going to kill him!”

Caden sat on the chair, massaging his forehead while I paced back and forth, feeling scared and hysterical, “We have to do something to stop her, Caden! My sister is not a murderer! I will not let her kill someone just because of her awful dead ex-husband!”

“Shhh…” Caden caught my hand and pulled me to him. I landed on his lap and he caressed my face gently. His eyes were worried but focused on me, “Calm down, Giselle. I am already working on it. Greta is angry and it clouds her judgment. I have to talk with her and put sense into everything that...