“We can’t. You know we can’t,” I said, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. I drew in a few calming breaths before continuing. “Chris, I was thinking last night, and… I made a decision.” Confusion flickered across his face. “A decision.” Meeting his eyes again, I tried to ignore how my hear
Chris Lily glided into the foyer of my Packhouse apartment, looking beautiful in a sky blue dress with a string of pearls around her neck. She was a stunning girl, truly—but I wasn’t here because I wanted to be. I had invited her here only at Ava’s request; she, along with the Elders, had been a
“It’s alright,” she said. “I understand.” I swallowed. “I want you to know that you’re very beautiful, and wonderful company,” I said, reaching across the table to touch her hand. “But yes. You’re right. And I’m sorry it has to be this way, but I don’t know if I could marry anyone while I’m still
Chris I stood frozen in the hallway, watching Lily’s retreating form as the echo of her sobs faded into silence. Only then did my actions finally settle in. What had I done? In my anger and confusion over Ava’s involvement with the Elders, I had lashed out—unfairly taking out my hurt and betraya
Lily stopped beside the fountain, looking up at the ornate statue. “This is a beautiful garden,” she said softly. “These gardens have been tended by our finest botanists for centuries,” I replied. “I’ll admit, though, I don’t come here often.” “Why not?” she asked, casting me a sidelong glance.
Ava The sun was still low in the sky, barely even cresting the horizon as I wandered along the path. It was still early morning, but I couldn’t sleep; I couldn’t stop thinking about… well, everything. I had decided to go on a walk to get some fresh air and clear my head, without any real destina
“As long as I can stop at home and change, the cafe sounds perfect.” … The raspberry danish tasted beautifully sweet as I took another bite, followed by a sip of my frothy cappuccino. I leaned back in my chair, chewing slowly and savoring the perfection on my tongue. “Thank you for this, Leona
Ava It was only moments after I saw Chris retreat inside that I found myself hurring up the steps to the Packhouse’s entrance, my heart pounding in my ears. Leonard’s words replayed over and over in my mind—there was a way for Chris and I to be together, if that was truly what we both wanted. Bu