She nods like she gets it. But then she stops walking, and her voice lowers. “If you’re so sure about the Goddess plan for me and Ben, why do you think it's hard for you to feel the same in your bond with Keith?”
I freeze.
She’s right. I defend Ben every time. Tell her she should give him a chance, remind her how fiercely he’s protected her, how he stares at her like she’s the moon.
I’ve always believed in their bond. Their future.
But when it comes to mine?
It’s not doubt. Not really.
“I’m not afraid we won’t work,” I admit. “I’m afraid something will tear us apart.
Her brow furrows.
I wish I could tell her that I still don’t know why he did it. Why he lied, why he let me think he didn’t care. Why he took my eyes.
That I could explain waking memory and the path our lives could ha
