The other option is what I told her—that I’d help her win Callum. I’m not sure what makes my stomach churn more. Especially because I know Seraf would probably be better off with the prince than me. “Are you out here gloating?” Callum’s voice brings a fraction of the tightness back to my chest. I drag my palms over the stone again, reminding myself to focus, before I turn around.
