Chapter 65

• Inara sat down at the table, blinking her eyes a few times. The lamp seemed to shine directly into her eyes. She gasped when the lamp moved, illuminating his face, because she never thought he’d be involved.
• His dark hair was oiled back, something that had always disgusted her. His dark eyes held malice, and he was the complete opposite of what she was used to. She’d never been close to him, even though they shared the same blood.
• “I think it’s time for some truths to come to light,” he said.