Even as she replayed the scene in her head, not one member of her family, not even her mother, had stood up to defend her. The memory stung. Furious, she collapsed onto the bed, burying her face into the soft sheets, her emotions churning.
She felt anxious, though the knowledge that Cain was aware of her true identity provided a sliver of comfort. Yet, the lingering question haunted her: What if Cain hadn't known? The thought made her resentment toward her family—and especially her father—burn even hotter.