Desmond
She nodded.
"You are lying," I growled, feeling insulted. "Seraphina has no relatives nor even has a sister. Her father is dead."
Who was this woman? Really.
Her aura screamed that she looked powerful and looked like from the highest military rank based on the medal of honor she had in her military uniform.
She scoffed. "I am actually her half-sister from the mother's side. Her older sister actually. And I know that you were Sicilia's ex-husband and mate."
I creased my forehead with the way she uttered Seraphina's name. "Sicilia? That is not her name. Her name is—"
"Seraphina Beryl, yes, I know that. Sicilia is just Seraphina's other name," she said in a beaming tone.
That made me bewildered. Sicilia... I didn't know why but that made me shiver down my spine. It felt like that name sounded... mystical for some reason.