Tristan
“Baby that’s not…” I started, moving toward her instinctively because everything in me needed to be closer to her, needed to touch her and make her
understand.
But she stepped back and the movement stopped me cold, froze me in place like she’d physically pushed me away.
My hands hung uselessly at my sides.
“That’s not what I meant,” I tried again, looking into her eyes and seeing pain there, seeing hurt that I’d put there with my careless words and my stupid
fears.
She just looked at me and I could see she didn’t believe me, could see the doubt written all over her face.
I turned desperately to Orion and Sarah, silently begging them to help me explain, to tell her that I hadn’t meant it the way it sounded, that calling off the wedding was the last thing I wanted.
But the looks on their faces told me everything I needed to know.
Orion’s expression was carefully neutral but I could see satisfaction in his eyes, could see him thinking that I deserved this, that I’d earned whatever
pain was coming my way.
Sarah wasn’t even trying to hide it, she looked almost pleased to see me squirming, happy to watch me suffer after what I’d said to Athena last night.
They weren’t going to help me.
I was on my own.
“I said that because I was scared,” I said, turning back to Athena and trying to make her understand. ‘I was terrified that you’d left because you were done with me, that you’d decided I wasn’t worth the trouble, I wasn’t thinking about calling off the wedding, I was panicking that you already had.”
“Right,‘ she said, and the flatness in her voice cut deeper than anger would have. “You were scared.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and I noticed how pale she looked, noticed the dark circles under her eyes that matched mine, noticed that she was wearing the same clothes from last night like she hadn’t slept either.
‘Just like you were scared last night when you yelled at me,‘ she continued. “When you told everyone in that room that you’d rather be dead than have
me save you.”
“That’s not what I said,” I protested weakly.
“That’s exactly what you said,” she shot back, and now I could hear anger creeping into her voice. “You said you’d rather die than have me risk myself for you, you said it right to my face in front of everyone.”
“Because I was terrified of losing you,” I said, my own voice rising. “Because the thought of you getting hurt because of me makes me want to tear the world apart.”
“No,‘ she said, shaking her head. “You don’t care about me, you only care about the babies.”
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The words hit me like a punch to the gut and I felt all the air leave my lungs.
“That’s not true.” I said, but even to my own cars it sounded unconvincing.
“Isn’t it?” she asked, taking another step back when I tried to move closer. “Every word out of your mouth last night was about them, about how I’d put
them at risk, about how I might have affected them with my powers, you didn’t ask if I was okay, you didn’t care if using my healing had hurt me.”
Her voice was getting louder now and I could see tears gathering in her eyes.
All you cared about was whether the babies were fine, whether I’d damaged them somehow by saving your life.”
“That’s not fair,” I said, feeling frustration building in my chest. “Of course I care about you,”
“Then why didn’t you show it?” she demanded. “Why didn’t you thank me for saving you? Why didn’t you hold me and tell me you were glad I was okay? Why was your first instinct to yell at me and tell me I was reckless and stupid?*
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
