“I was just a girl to Alex.” She stepped away, pulling her glove back on. “Someone to be loved and cherished and fought for. That’s why I said yes to him.” The nerve in Gideon’s jaw ticked. “I’m not a girl to you, am I? I’m a witch, and always will be. Something to be hated and hunted down. Not cherished or protected. Not loved.” Rune waited for him to deny it. To contradict her. But he only stood there, silent and stoic. Confirming what she already knew. I am such a fool. Stepping around him, Rune ran for the stairs.
