Flint's POV
The look on her face when the truth came crashing down—it destroyed me. I had seen Fiona angry before, seen her hurt, but nothing could have prepared me for the hollow, lifeless stare she gave me. So many times, when I was in the human realm, I thought about telling her everything. Every time I tried, she’d smile at me, and I’d falter. That smile was my weakness, and for the sake of keeping it, I let selfishness dictate my actions.
Now, because of my lies, she knows the truth. And that smile I held so dear will never return—not for me. The pain etched on her face was unbearable, and it was clear she’d never trust me again. Leaving her alone in that room felt like a blade to my heart, sharper than anything I had ever endured before.
After she left, the weight of her absence c
