I take a breath and see stars. I can’t do this twice. I can’t. As soon as I have the thought, I realize that my brother did it more than twice. He did it over and over again, for years. I remember Tessa’s rage on the night I found them both in the Wilds, when I had no idea what my brother had been doing as Weston Lark. He’s trying so hard to protect you, but you have to know it’s destroying him. I didn’t know it was like this. I watched it time and time again, but I didn’t know. I should have known.
