Elowen's POV
He slowly stood up from where he was, withdrew from me and left without saying a word.
I lay still for a while, then got up, pulled on a cardigan, and went across the hall to Talia's room.
She took one look at my face and moved over on the bed without asking questions. We lay side by side on our backs in the dim afternoon light the way we had been doing since the first week at the studio, and for a while neither of us said anything.
Then she turned her head.
"How did the cut on your lip reopen? It looks worse than last time."
I pressed my fingers to it. Both marks had come from the same set of teeth. The first had been accidental. This time he had chosen to.
I turned that over for a while.
"Does it hurt?" Talia asked.
"A little."
She narrowed her eyes. "What were you
