Caz
I didn’t go home that night.
Couldn’t.
Instead, I wandered the empty edge of the Eclipse Moon territory, past the new homes we built, past the hospital still under construction, past the places where she laughed beside me with sawdust in her hair and dirt on her cheeks.
The night was too still. Too sharp.
Angelus was silent. Not gone—never gone—but curled somewhere deep inside me, licking wounds he couldn’t reach.
You did the right thing, I told myself.
But it didn’t feel like the right thing.
It felt like I had reached into my own chest, pried my ribs apart, and handed over the bleeding thing inside just to keep her from having to choose between Gavin and me.
The moon was high overhead when I finally stopped. I leaned against a tree and let my head fall back, eyes closed, let
