~~Mira~~
He let out a slow breath, a sound that sounded like surrender and turned.
His eyes locked on me, then dropped to my arms. The spots where the mark had glowed. He knew. Of course he knew.
“I’m done pretending,” I said, walking right up to him. “What happening to me?”
He stayed quiet.
“I saw fire. I heard voices — they were inside me. And this—“ I shoved my hand towards him showing the faint crescent mark still etched on my skin. “This thing burned. It glowed. You looked at me like you knew. So say it what the hell am I?”
Evan’s jaw tensed his libs parted but not sound came out.
I shoved him.
“Say it.”
He caught my wrist mid-push — not roughly, but firm. Like he was trying to steady me, or maybe himself. His eyes flicked up to mine.
“I wanted to wait,” he said. “I thought
