Selene's POV
I didn't know where I was going.
The corridor blurred past me. A maid stepped aside with wide eyes. A guard turned his head. I kept walking like the floor might swallow me if I slowed down, past the east wing, down the stairs, through the side door that opened into the palace garden.
The cold air hit me like a wall.
I stopped in the middle of the path and stood there with my hands pressed against my sternum like I could hold myself together from the outside.
Useful. Windsor's voice. He keeps you because you're useful.
And Rex, across the desk, telling me there was no evidence. Reaching for me with that careful, measured reach that could mean anything or nothing at all.
I'd pushed him away before he could answer. Maybe because I already knew what the answer was.
I heard
