30. Mara
"What am I to you?"
The question came out much quieter than I intended. Zander didn't answer. He simply stood there, his shoulders tense, his eyes fixed on me as though he was trying to find the right words.
That only made me angrier and I laughed bitterly.
"No, don't answer."
I turned away before he could see the tears threatening to gather in my eyes.
"I think I already know."
"Mara..."
"No."
I shook my head and swallowed hard.
“I thought… that you could see my sincerity. I thought last night changed everything. I thought that this morning meant something.”
"It did."
"Did it?" I spun around to face him. "Because from where I'm standing, it feels like I'm still Marcus' little sister."
His jaw tightened.
"That's not fair."
"Fair?"
I couldn't believe he had used tha
