There was a burn in my eyes that had nothing to do with the cold air.
If Luce wanted out, that was fine. Just fine.
Expect it wasn't.
The wind dried my face before the tears could really fall. It was stupid to fly while crying. It was stupid to cry at all. She'd made a decision; I just had to live with it.
I let my wings carry me, not really sure where I wanted to go. Screw that, I knew where I wanted to go but she didn't want me there. Why?
A normal life, she deserved that but… I loved her. It might be selfish but it had always been enough before, so why not now? But then I knew the answer to that too, Miles.
Frustrated, I slowed to a descent.
Cam barely glanced at me as I slid down beside him; his eyes were fixed on the announcer in front of him. I hardly knew why I'd bothered to come back here, all our plans involved Luce being with us. "I take it that didn't go as planed."
It was Roland, I hadn't seen him arrive.
I shrugged. Normally I would be angry at them for spying, but today I just felt tired.
Tired of being damned, tired of constantly fighting and mostly tired of not being with Luce.
Guess I'd have to get used to that.