But now I was beginning to think that when she told the story, she told it too perfectly. And too often. Like she was repeating something she had memorized as though it were a script. Always with the same sigh, the same wistful smile, as though she'd rehearsed it.It never quite sat right with me af
Logan I decided that I needed to prove to her how sorry I was about everything that had happened recently. Words didn’t feel like they had fallen short in our conversation. She had forgiven me so easily, I wanted to show her that I was sincere.A cluster of white roses was delivered to the medical
The walk there felt heavier than usual. The palace halls were quieter these days, as if even the walls were listening.When I entered, she was already standing by the window, arms folded, looking out over the wet courtyard. The scent of rosemary and parchment filled the room.“Close the door,” she s
LoganI didn’t sleep the night after the confrontation.Even after Emma stormed out of the infirmary, even after leaving Evelyn with her spine straight and her expression carved from steel, the weight of it all clung to me like damp fog. I sat in my room, staring at the dying embers of the fire, hau
Emma took a step forward, but Chris raised a hand. “Don’t. She’s right.”Emma turned, blinking. “Excuse me?”Chris met her gaze unflinchingly. “You’ve been playing games with people’s lives, Emma. Whispering behind their backs. Starting rumors. Using your position to twist the truth. I didn’t want t
EvelynThe tension in the infirmary buzzed like electricity in the air, sharp and suffocating. Chris and I stood near the shelves of tinctures and gauze, still caught off guard by the way Logan and Emma had barged in like we were about to be caught doing something illicit.But it wasn’t Logan’s pres