Fiona watched him closely, catching every flicker that crossed his face.
After a split second of stunned silence, Zane's eyes turned red. He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling with furious betrayal. "Fiona... Is that what you think of me? That when Ivy blocked you outside the city, I wanted you dead?"
Fiona let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "What else was I supposed to think? Weren't you the one who refused to calm me back then and left me to be exiled as a rogue?"
For a moment, Zane's fury drained. He remembered that he had been the first person Fiona went to for comfort.
And how had he responded?
He had ruthlessly mocked her, calling her a worthless low-rank, telling her she didn't deserve his time.
He could still perfectly picture the blank, devastatingly hollow look on Fiona's
