Tag Archives: Marin Astoris

Neve managed to laugh and shook her head slowly. “If I had an answer, I wouldn’t be asking the question.” She sobered after a moment. “I wish I had an answer, Marin. I wish we had an answer.” Marin sighed. … Continue reading →

“Have you ever seen him like that before?” Neve winced slightly, not quite certain how to address Marin’s question—or, more appropriately, the questions that would follow her initial answer. She hugged her arms a little tighter against her chest, gnawing … Continue reading →