CIAN
Uncle Aldric appeared at my side before I could take another step into the crowd. His expression was controlled, but I caught the edge of concern in his eyes when he looked at me.
"Goddess, you are pissed," he said quietly.
I turned to face him as he continued. "I know it is something I should have mentioned so you didn't feel cornered, but I was certain that you would decline."
He thought I was angry about Madeline. About the ambush. About Julius bringing my ex to this party like some kind of twisted gift.
"I'm not mad about Madeline."
Aldric's eyebrows lifted slightly.
"You knew my weakness," I continued. "And you knew how to bypass it to help my mother. If anything, I'm grateful."
"Then why the long face?"
"I can't find Fia."
