Zeph's POV
My entire body went rigid, and my fingers fumbled at the knot binding our legs together as if untying it fast enough would sever whatever connection Sage was talking about.
“You don’t know what you’re saying,” i muttered, keeping my eyes locked on the rope.
“I do,” Sage said, his voice firm. “You feel it too.”
I scoffed, finally freeing herself. I took a step back, but even without the rope binding them, i still felt connected to him in a way i couldn’t explain.
No. I refused to accept this.
“I don’t feel anything,” i lied, brushing off my gown. “And I’m done playing games.”
Sage studied me carefully, like he could see straight through me. “Running won’t change the truth.”
“I’m not running,” i snapped, spinning on my heel. “I’m walking away.”
Without another word, i str
