"Because it would break Grandma Ellie's heart."
Heather froze, her anger momentarily replaced by guilt. "She doesn't even know you're Caius," she muttered, regretting it the moment it slipped out.
He frowned. "How do you know that?"
She hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. "I… sort of met her and Adonis a few days ago."
"Sort of?" His brow arched, disbelief was written all over his face.
"She doesn't remember me, and she called him-- well, you," Heather admitted, her words rushed. "And Adonis didn't know I'm Heather."
Caius huffed. "Whatever. I'm getting you and Alex out of here. You cannot stay around them."
He spoke as if it was more of an order, than a statement. His commanding tone sparked something rebellious in Heather. It reminded her too much of the past, the way Caius used to control her every move. She stepped closer.
"No."
"What?" He stared at her, genuinely caught off guard.
