“That wasn’t what I—Rose, I’m sorry. I was…worried.” His jaw ticked at the admission. “I watched the west tower from the forest, waiting any moment for your body to go flying off the edge.” I swallowed and turned away. I could see how genuine he was, and the idea that he’d cared enough to watch for me made something squirm in my chest. No matter what cheeky or defensive words I continued to throw at him, he still waited.
