He was waiting for her to say a word, waiting for her response, waiting for her to admit that he too had genuinely loved her.
Blood was still trickling from the corner of his mouth, slowly dripping down his chin.
But his eyes did not dodge at all, staring straight ahead.
Those were words pent up for too long, almost rotting in his heart, now finally bursting out of his throat.
Gideon Larkin's eyes widened, his ice-blue pupils suddenly contracting.
"You like her? Kaelan Hawthorne, are you crazy? Or have you really forgotten everything? How did you used to talk about her? You said with your own lips that she was a burden, that she was too weak to even protect herself, that she didn't deserve to stand among us! Have you forgotten these words?"
Seraphina Caldwell stood still, her fingers trembling slightly.
She didn't know what had happened between them in the past.
But she remembered clearly.
