After the news about Sebastian aired, everyone talked about it for all of ten minutes and resumed their activities. I kept to myself as my thoughts kept going to Syn. He had to have something to do with this. It would explain him being missing almost every night these past couple of weeks.

I didn't want to believe it but who else would have wanted to hurt Sebastian besides him. A few hours later, everyone was leaving the room and I got up from the bed to say my goodbyes. Well, it wasn't a complete goodbye since almost everyone was staying here.

Cleo and Caspian would be staying together in Xavier's room until the wedding and Cain was going to be alone in a guest room in the palace.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow," I said with a smile.

Cleo and Xavier gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and Caspian stuck his tongue out at me. I frowned at him and he sighed as he walked toward me. "Don't be sad, Chipmunk. You know I love you."

I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes at him. He ignored my irritated features and pulled me into a hug. He pulled away a few moments later and winked at me as he left the room.

The only guest who hadn't made his exit was Cain who was sitting at the table with his head in his arms. I would've thought he was sleeping if he didn't sigh LOUDLY. Syn and I glanced at one another and then back to him. He sighed once more and I crossed my arms. After a few more seconds he did it again and I rolled my eyes. "What's wrong, Cain?"

He immediately sat up straight and turned to me. "I'm so glad you asked," he said with a bright smile.

I scoffed and walked to the table and sat down beside him. "What's going on?"

"I'm just thinking about dad," he admitted.

"What about him?"

"I didn't know he died and it feels so...shitty," he said with a small forced laugh.

"You didn't know?" I asked.

"No, I didn't. Whenever I'd speak to him he would tell me he was in Heaven for business. I never knew it was more...permanent," he said.

I laid my hand on his shoulder and he smiled at me. "We'll figure out why he didn't tell you, okay? But for now, you have me, you know? I'm your sister."

He made a mock disgusted look on his face and burst out into laughter as he saw my frown. "I'm joking, Queen," he said as he stood up. "I'm glad you're my sister. I hope things go well between us."

"And hopefully you won't murder me," I teased.

He shook his head in my direction as he held his hand over his chest. "I can't believe you said that, Queen. So insensitive."

I laughed and pointed to the door. "Go to bed, candy-cane."

"Candy-cane?" He asked as he walked backward. "I like it." With those last words, he left the room and closed the door behind him.

For the first time in a long time, I wasn't sure I wanted to be alone with Syn. Of course, I loved him but he was keeping secrets from me.

"We should go to bed," Syn said with a yawn. I watched him as he removed his shirt and stretched his muscular arms.

"I'm not tired," I murmured as I laid my arms on the table. I relaxed my head into my arms and let out a deep breath. We were having a baby, we were getting married in less than a week. We didn't need this.

I felt Syn pull up a chair from my other side and he laid his head on my shoulder. He rubbed my back slowly and I closed my eyes. The motion usually was comforting, but right now, all it made me was afraid. How could he be this gentle and kind with me and then flip and be the complete opposite to someone else? Because he more than loves you. I smiled momentarily at that and sighed. I hoped all my thoughts were just figments of my wild imagination and that Syn truly wasn't involved in this.

"What are you thinking about?"

"You," I answered truthfully. "How about you, Syn? What are you thinking about?"

"You as well," he replied. I turned my head on the table to face him and he got off my shoulder and laid his arms and head onto the table as I was doing. We now completely faced to face and our eyes were locked onto one another's. No way to hide false truths.

"What about me?" I whispered.

He sighed and moved a stray strand of hair out of my face. "How you suspect me of making Sebastian disappear yet you haven't asked me."

He moved his arm back under him and I sighed. "Did you?"

"Did I what?" He asked in a whispered tone as I was doing.

"Did you kill him?" I asked.

"Yes, I did."

My heart ached to hear those words from his mouth, but I just closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I wasn't going to cry. Not when he was looking at me this closely.

I expected to be more hurt at the thought of Sebastian being hurt, but after everything he did, our bridges were burned. I was more worried about Syn now. If he went to jail I didn't know what I would do.

"Why did you do it?" I asked.

"I felt like it," he answered simply.

I bit my lip and thought about what to do. Surely there was a search for him. How did they know he was missing? Did they find anything that may have belonged to Syn? There were so many questions yet the only person who could give me the answers what the most indecipherable person I had ever met.

"Are you going to leave me?" He asked.

Would I? Could I? I knew it was probably stupid and naive of me but I couldn't leave, Syn. At this point in our relationship, my feelings were past the point of no return and I couldn't imagine my life without him. I don't know when exactly it was that my love for him became so strong that I wanted to help him get away with murder, but it was here.

If the roles were reversed and I had been the one to kill someone close to him, would Syn leave me? Maybe he would if it was Xavier, but other than that I knew he wouldn't. He'd be more likely to take the fall for me than leave.

"No, I'm not leaving," I answered. "We'll just have to figure out how to-"

"I didn't kill him," he whispered.

"But you just-"

"I know," he said. "I was curious as to what you'd say."

A wave of shame, hurt, and embarrassment passed over me. What was I thinking? I was truly about to help Syn. I couldn't imagine was he was thinking of me right now.

"And..." I breathed out hesitantly.

"I didn't think it'd be possible to love you more," he said.

"You're not scared or anything?" I asked.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

I laughed softly and groaned as I hid my face in my arms. After my laughter died down I looked back at him. "Then where is he?" I asked.

"I don't know. I let him go after torturing him."

"Torture?" I asked in shock.

"Who do you think gave me all the information on the gun and their plans?"

Any guilt I previously felt for Sebastian was gone. I couldn't bring myself to feel bad for anyone that was trying to hurt my family. Regardless of the past Sebastian and I had together, it no longer met anything. Just a distant memory in my sea of thoughts that I would never revisit.

"Why didn't you tell me he did something to you?" He asked. "That night I called you, he came to the house, didn't he? I found it strange that the security system tripped when you had a key."

"I just didn't want you to do something you'd regret," I whispered as guilt filled me.

"The only thing I regret is not being able to kill him myself." He sighed. "Never keep things from me like that again, okay?"

"I won't."

"Promise?" He held out his finger.

"I promise." I smiled as I locked my pinky with his. "Can we forget about it now and talk about something else? I'd like to forget about him."

"Whatever you want," he said.

I smiled and bit the inside of my cheek as I thought about what I wanted to talk about. When I looked back at him, I gave him a small smile."Who would've ever thought we'd be getting married?" I joked aloud, changing the subject.

Syn took a deep breath and gave me a comforting and tender look. "Me."

My eyes watered at his words and he just looked at me. I sat up immediately and groaned as I fanned my face. I didn't want or need to cry right now but I was insanely emotional these days. "Ugh, I hate crying," I said with a small laugh and wiped the brim of my eyes.

"And I hate when you cry," he said. I finally got ahold of myself and took a deep breath. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said with a small smile.

"Are my clothes comfortable?" he questioned with an amused expression as he looked down at the clothes.

"They are, and they smell like you," I admitted happily and he shook his head at my response. I stood up and walked towards the bed and crawled on top. I got ready to lay down until Syn wrapped his arms around me, pulling me onto my feet.

"Why did you-"

His lips hungrily crashed onto mine and I tensed in surprise. After a few seconds, I relaxed and let my hands explore his hard body. I felt myself getting aroused and I pulled away, remembering the few "gifts" Cleo had gotten me.

I looked up at him and gave him an innocent smile. "I want to try something."