Mag-log inI passed my hand over my face and leaned back against the cushions as Amy went on to talk about each exercise. It all felt silly and useless, although I wouldn’t say that out loud. Not to her face, at least.But the truth was, I didn’t think any of this would work. Not when there was still a looming
Ellie’s POVI turned slowly to look at Dominic.“You hired a couples therapist?” I blurted out. “Since when?”“Since this morning, when it had been all night and you didn’t come home,” Dominic replied easily. “I figured it might be beneficial for us to talk to someone. A person who’s unbiased and tr
“You mentioned trauma before,” he said once they were gone. “And I’ve been thinking about that, too. I think whatever happened to you, whatever it is you won’t talk about, it’s affecting the way you see me. The way you see everything.”He wasn’t wrong. But he also wasn’t right, either. It was more c
Ellie’s POVI took the coffee from him, wrapping both hands around the warm cup, and followed him out of the library. The campus was already bustling as students went to their morning classes, many of them holding cups just like these ones.We walked in silence for a while, sipping our coffee. Domin
“But I’m hurt.”Sarah’s expression had hardened. Her jaw was set, and her eyes were shiny with unshed tears.“I’m really, really hurt that you didn’t tell me sooner,” she said.I opened my mouth, but she kept going.“I thought I was a better friend to you than that,” she said. Her voice cracked a li
Ellie’s POVHuffing through her nose, Sarah dragged one of the nearby chairs over and sat down in front of me. She folded her hands in her lap and waited with a quirked brow.I took a breath and started talking.In as much detail as I could, I told her everything.I started, of course, with how I ha
Ellie POV Sarah arrives thirty minutes later. I love her, but to say she wouldn’t shut up is an understatement. She takes one look at me sitting in a dining room meant for royalty and bursts out laughing. “Okay. No. Pause. What is happening? Why are you dressed like a bridal P*******t board
Dominic POVI come home from practice sore in places I didn’t know could still ache.My shoulders are tight, knuckles scraped, lungs burning like I didn’t quite finish breathing before I left the training ring. Usually that kind of exhaustion helps. Usually it quiets things.Tonight, it doesn’t tou
Ellie POV A ball.I search my memory. Which one?So many were such wrecks, wastes of time and full of problems.Dominic’s mother doesn’t waste time, tapping the mic again fo rour attention.“The Ball,” she says, “Will kick start our process of finding our Dominic’s future Luna!”I feel this weird t
My heart hammers.“I just wanted you free,” I say, softer than I mean to.Her eyes narrow. “You wanted you free. You wanted to prove your parents don’t control you.”“That’s not true.”“Then what is?”I shouldn’t look at her mouth. I do anyway.“The truth,” I say low, “is you don’t make sense.”Her







