Nora's POV
Damian wanted to say something else after my sharp rejection. He turned and walked a few steps away, then looked back, his face a mixture of anger and a desperate urge to speak.
But Kade appeared at the right time. He closed the car door, physically blocking Damian's view of me and all his expressions, then drove us straight back to the castle.
I was utterly exhausted.
With someone reliable finally beside me, all I wanted was to fall asleep, dirt and all. But the moment we arrived at Kade’s courtyard, Marcia flew at me like a cannonball.
The girl, who was always elegant and composed, hadn't rolled in the mud of an abandoned factory like me, yet her face was just as worn and pale as mine. My disappearance had clearly worried her sick; she probably hadn't slept since I vanish
