Nyx's Mother's POV
"No." His eyes moved to Finn, then to Isla, then back to Nyx. "You've given me no reason to trust you. I've given you every reason not to trust me. The last thing you need is me knowing where to find you."
The admission hung in the air between us.
I wanted to hate him completely and feel nothing but rage. But this unexpected honesty, this acknowledgment of what he'd done, made it harder.
Not enough to forgive. Never enough for that. But enough to make me pause.
"We'll need two days to prepare," I said finally. "To gather supplies, to make arrangements for travel, to ensure everyone is well enough to move, especially Nyx if she woke up in time and was strong enough."
"You'll have whatever time you need," he said.
"Two days," I repeated firmly. "Not a moment longer.
