LENA Pov;Bryce’s question hung in the cold air like frost on glass fragile, lingering, impossible to ignore.“What is going on between you two?”Cassian didn’t move.Didn’t flinch.Didn’t offer a lie to make this easier.And maybe that was what scared Bryce the most.He stared at us with a look I’d never seen on him before, not anger, not heartbreak, not jealousy.Fear.“Bryce,” I said softly, “let’s not do this outside. It’s freezing.”“You’re avoiding the question,” he shot back.Cassian’s jaw tightened. “Leave it alone.”“No,” Bryce said, stepping onto the porch. “Not this time. I need to know.”I inhaled shakily. “Bryce”He looked at Cassian, voice breaking. “You told me you didn’t want her.”Cassian finally turned his head. “I said it didn’t matter what I wanted.”“That’s the same thing,” Bryce snapped.Cassian stepped forward not threatening, but controlled, steady, like he was trying to prevent a fire before it caught.“Bryce. Go inside.”“No.” Bryce’s voice cracked on the sin
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