She laughed. “She is pissed off with you for changing their names.”
“Gabby, please.” He begged.
“Stop pushing yourself on her and listen first. We fucked up, okay. Big time. Her past is bad. Because you fucked up, you and Annie fucked up.”
“What?” Jace asked.
“How?” Annie asked.
“Go to the library. We’ll meet you there.” Gabby closed the door and locked it.
“Still a fucking idiot when it comes to you.”
“I don’t want to laugh. I’m still highly upset.”
“I know. I’m sorry that I couldn’t contain myself. But you have no idea how long I wanted to rub it in their faces.”
“Stop, this is not you.”
“I’m angry too, okay.”
I nodded.
“Wash your face, clean up and let’s go to the library. “
JASON
“It can’t be her!”Annie said.
“Annie,” Irene sighed.
“No, when Jace had that ability, none of us remembered.”
“Jace is not Morgan,” Dom answered.
“Dom, you cannot believe it’s her?”
“I do.”
“What does that mean? I’m not her. I had her abilities.” I asked.
“I’m not trying to pick a fight, but we should’ve known. There was no way she would leave you. No way she would not jump back to do all of it over again.” The sadness clung to Dom’s eyebrows and features on his face.
“We remember her. My slate wasn’t wiped clean, Dom.”
“No, your mark was just undone,” Irene said and looked at Isaac and Zack who arrived with Gabby.
“Don’t. Please, I don’t want to think about it,” Isaac said.
“And she colored in your mark,” Dom said. “Meaning Gabby was right.”
“Of course Gabby was right. You have no idea what those visions did to her,” Zack started. He was Gabby’s lock pass, her mate in every way, even in her visions. The only one who believed her.
“Enough!” Richard ordered. “Emily?”
I turned my gaze on Em. She just sat next to her brother. Both dazed, staring at nothing.
The scent of leather and old smoke clung to everything in this room, the kind where secrets seemed to cling to the walls. Em’s gaze flicked up to Richard, sharp and searching.