She dug through Cordelia’s box, pulling her favorite stone from it. She rolled it in her fingers before yelling at Lance to call her when he saw me again. But they won’t be seeing me again, at least… not right now.
Mother and I sank deeper into the shadows until we popped into her charm she had lived in our whole lives. I paced the dusty living room, tore somewhere between being unwilling to be here in her space with her, coming clean about everything and begging Alistair for forgiveness, and unleashing my true power to show him just what I can do.
I picked the jar up that she had carelessly sat on her kitchen table. I rolled it in my hands. I shook it, letting my anger eat me alive. I can never let her get this heart back. If I can’t have my love with the man who has always had my hear
