“Good-bye, Mare.” The smirk is gone, and, to my surprise, his eyes look wet. He hesitates, not wanting to go. It’s like he’s suddenly understood what he’s done and what’s about to happen to all of us. “I told you to hide your heart once. You should have listened.” How dare he. I have three older brothers, so when I spit at Maven, my aim is perfect, hitting him square in the eye.
