I paused and stared at Niall, who studied me with his usual calm. "You're the only one who hasn't asked why I did it." "I know why you did it," Niall said, lips curving higher at the corners. I grimaced and rolled my eyes, turning away. He would make me ask, force me to admit that even I didn't know. Having a brother who knew me so well was irksome. My wings stroked through the air, and Niall laughed. "You did it because she would've been miserable. And you're not your father," Niall called to me as I flew.
