Chapter 35

Artemisia POV

As I step inside, my heart stops. 

Cayden has his face buried in his hands, and I feel so much desperation at seeing him like this, that I could cry. 

I wish I could step around the desk and hug him, but that would hardly be appropriate. 

“Please take a seat,” he says with an exhausted sigh, and I sit down, keeping silent. 

As he passes a hand over his face, it looks like he’s about to think about how to start the conversation. I give him time to come up with something, but as he still doesn’t say anything, I decide to speak first. “What is happening, Cayden? What are you all keeping from me?”

“I’m sorry, Missy. But I can’t talk to you about that now. Not yet. Unfortunately, it’s not my place to do so,” he says ca