Feyre’s POV:
I was ready to get this over with already.
It was useless; despite me trying everything to make Gabriel run to me, to make him understand just how much I loved him, how much I wanted him to love me… it was all useless in the end.
And even now, he still didn’t get it.
“Feyre-“ he began speaking, before then cutting himself off, and I watched as he shook his head and muttered something under his breath. “Can we just get this over with already?” He asked me.
“I’m ready for anything you want to do.” Despite my heart hurting, my voice sounded stronger, more sure.
“…Right,” he said more to himself than to me. “I think the courtyard will be a better place for this, don’t you think?”
I stared fully at him for a few moments before I nodded. I ended up following him in the direct
