Stopped Waiting for His Mark
Under the photo, Chloe sent a weak, perfectly calculated taunt: "See? Julian will always give me pieces of his soul. In his heart, I am the only one who matters. Stop embarrassing yourself, Harper. Do us all a favor and get out of his life."
I stared at the message and smiled.
She was right. It was time to grant her wish.
I took out an official Mate Severance Agreement and signed my name. I activated the ancient rune on the parchment—an automatic, one-sided severance.
I left the signed document neatly on the center of the dining table.
The day I left, I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows at the airport, looking up at the crescent moon.
My phone buzzed in my hand.
It was a text from Julian