Nefretiri
"What's wrong?" Odie turned from the painting, concern in her eyes. "The babies?"
"No," I rubbed my chest, feeling the pain in my heart. "I just… got worried about Ivan. It felt like… he was in pain, but he's okay now."
"You actually feel that?" With a look of surprise, Odie leaned against the oven. Like so much about Odie, we avoided this subject, too. I knew she was curious about how soulmates worked but was afraid to ask. "You can feel what he's feeling?"
