Sage
The training grounds were quiet in that hollow way large open spaces get at dusk, the air filled only with the muted clatter of Alex’s arrows striking the target. He had been shooting nonstop since we arrived, moving with that rigid determination people have when they’re trying to silence something in their head. I didn’t interrupt him. He needed the distraction, and, if I was being honest, I needed my own.
My phone vibrated in my pocket. I didn’t expect anything that mattered, so I checked it with half my attention until I saw her name. Eve. She actually replied.
I opened the message, expecting at least something that made sense. Instead, she told me she wasn’t interested anymore, that she’d already picked another man, and that we should forget everything like it never happened. S
