"…Farah is a common name in the East."
"Diego."
"You're just speaking an older version of Étienne. It sounds very different with some similarities there. You're just old school."
"Diego, please."
"Don't!" I yelled as I continued to pace. "Don't you fucking dare 'Diego, please' me! Not after telling me something so impossible!"
I paced around the extravagant but eerie throne room, running my hands down my face aggressively as I tried to make sense of what you'd just implied.
There was no way that were true. Despite how much it made sense in the situation, there was just no way it was true.
