CHAPTER 15

It started with a soft ping on her phone. Eva checked and saw it was a message from Jennifer. You want answers about your real parents? Meet me. Bring money. —Jeniffer Her heart stopped. Jennifer. The name alone twisted her stomach. She hadn't heard from her in months, not since the day she’d showed up in the room on her wedding day. She was not complaining at all. But now, she was back. And she wanted to trade information for cash. Eva’s fingers trembled as she read the note again. Her real parents. How many nights had she stared at the ceiling, wondering who they were? Wondering if someone out there ever missed her… wanted her? And now Jennifer—of all people—claimed to have answers. But the price? The note didn’t say how much. That meant it was high. Desperate high. Eva didn’t have any money of her own. She thought of asking Zayne for help? But no…she couldn’t. she didn’t want it to seem like she was using him. He had been so nice and helpful to her enough. Things betwe