“Does Verena know?” My fists curled at my sides, nails digging into my palms until I felt my skin break. “Does she know how easy it was for you to betray her?” Micah recoiled. “You think this has been easy? You think this is what I wanted?” Micah’s eyes widened, and I saw the desperation there, the torment. “You’re not the only one who has ever loved her, you know, but what would you have done if it was Wren?”
