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“Did it make you feel better, Serren? Watching me bleed for you?”
“Lie to me again,” he murmurs, delivering the threat with such poised precision I feel it slide down my spine like an icy blade. “I dare you.”
I’m not the same person I was. I have new scars and cracks in places that weren’t there before. The soles of my feet are splintered from a field of thistles I sprinted through to get here.
“There she is,” he whispers—the words so quiet I wonder if he meant to say them aloud.
“There’s only one bed.” Two of us.
I thought my home was a castle sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking over a bay that’s shaped like a monster bit the shore. I thought my home was a tower poked through the clouds, with my rocks and my paints and my plants. But I’d happily live right here for the rest of eternity and never feel another pang of homesickness. It’s a realization that just makes more tears slip from my scrunched-up eyes.
