Chapter 4

Andrew suddenly felt uneasy. It wasn't the kind of fear one would feel when in danger, but something deeper. It was a restlessness with no clear cause.

It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down and realizing the ground beneath his feet was crumbling away, piece by piece.

"Are you still upset?" Andrew asked, his voice softening. "About your birthday? I really was at a business dinner that day. Mr. Williams flew in from Shayrenvia."

"I'm not upset."

"Then why..."

"Andrew," Emily cut him off, "I'm not upset. People only get mad when they're still hoping…