“I know you have feelings for someone else, but do you really not… feel anything for me? You can seriously just walk away?” I could feel my eyes pleading with him, and Moth’s gaze tightened before he looked away. He let out a shuddering breath and shook his head, and my stomach squeezed into a tight, agonising knot. But then he said in a quiet voice, “I don’t… I’m not in love with Ghost.” Oh.
