Harper
I slammed the cottage door harder than I meant to and the sound echoed through the quiet space, sharp and final.
For a moment, I just stood there, breathing hard, staring at nothing in particular while the anger still burned hot and restless in my chest.
I hated that he could do this to me, hated how easily Rowan got under my skin and hated that part of me still felt… shaken and confused like something inside me had been rattled loose.
“Careful,” Moira’s calm voice came from the kitchen doorway. “That door did nothing to deserve your wrath.”
I hadn’t even heard her move, of course I hadn’t, I dragged a hand through my hair and let out a shaky breath.
“Sorry,” I muttered.
She studied me for a long moment, her sharp green eyes missing absolutely nothing.
“Rowan?” she asked qui
