Chapter 7

Aubrey's POV

Blake's words rang through my head as I ran outside and darted into the rose garden. I use to always come here whenever I was upset.

Blake never liked me, not one bit. Ever since we were young he despised me.

Sitting on a nearby bench, I took some deep breaths. I needed some time to recuperate.

I felt a presence beside me. It has to be Emma she always use to come after me.

"Not now Emma. I'm in no mood to talk," I whispered.

'I'm not Emma," Haden spoke huskily.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know, I came to look at the moon," he answered sarcastically.

He actually came looking for me. That brought a small smile to my face.

"You didn't have to."

"Can you explain what happened back in there?" He questioned completely ignoring what I just said.

"That's my brother as you may have realized. I was adopted when I was a baby. My adoptive parents found me in an alley one autumn morning. I was left there in a small basket which surprisingly held enough warmth for me to su